…well, not exactly, per se. Today
we have totally bounced back from the journey getting here and felt
sufficiently brave to head out and take in a bit more of town. After the usual
morning routine, we caught the 9:55 train one stop into town (price 1,30E),
with a few things on our mind.
First, we wanted to find the
Europcar car rental office located close to the train station, as we wish to
rent a car a few times over the next few weeks to “really” go farther afield.
Check. It was exactly where the internet told us the office would be.
We then went to one of the best
bakeries in town, just an intersection further east) where we selected two
croissants (still warm) for immediate consumption, as well as a loaf of bread
(looks like a baguette but it’s not a baguette (which has legal ramifications
here. A baguette is a certain size and weight, dictated by law)), and a slice
of – guess what? My most favourite dessert - a tart Tropizienne (named after
the nearby resort of St. Tropez). Tart Tropizienne is a magnificent yeast-based
cake which is split, filled with pastry cream (that has been lightened by
adding whipped cream) to go with my supper. Paul, of course, remains on his
perpetual diet, so he didn’t select anything – but if I get through supper
without him eating some of my cake (which makes me mad) it will be a miracle.
This part of town is a real
gourmet’s delight, with food, confectionary, bakeries/patisseries, rotisseries,
etc all gathered on the Rue de la Republic.
As we rounded a bend in the road we were astonished at the smell of
oranges – and when we glanced farther ahead we found city workers trimming
fruiting orange trees – the oranges falling to the ground and bruising and
getting run over by cars. A worker kept trying to rake them to the side of the
road but many were getting squashed. I don’t know what species they were, but I
couldn’t help but think that more care should have been taken with the fruit
and it given to a shelter or the homeless.
We then stopped in a few other
shops along the way and picked up a few odds and ends, ending up at home.
Although the day started out with strong sunshine (and the pharmacy thermometer
said 20 degrees at about 9:45am), they day has turned out solidly overcast
(though no rain is apparent), so we have spent the afternoon reading on the
patio and listening to the sound of the surf crashing on the shore (which is
much reduced after yesterdays tsunami) – punctuated occasionally by a vespa.
Supper will be soon (that chili
made yesterday and aging to perfection in the pot), along with Le Diner Presque
Parfait (it's a TV show exactly the same as Come Dine With Me Canada). If the weather holds out we’ve agreed to take an evening stroll.
I just hope I get to eat all of
my Tropizienne!
Remember that you can expand any of the photos by clicking on them.
Goofing around at the train station |
Uh oh - no joy on the Riviera - Not my car! |
Warm croissants just waiting to be devoured! |
Trimming orange bushes on the the Rue de la Republic |
A shop full of gourmet delicacies! |
Festival Plage - boy, they speak a lot of different languages! |
Pansies thriving at the port! |
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