Ah, sandy beaches. It’s a foreign concept to many French people, who are used to toughing it out on large, round stones at the sea. However, I’ve been spoiled by the California coastline and Hawaiian islands: laying out should be relaxing, not a constant struggle to get comfortable on the rocks.
So I was intrigued when another expat enthusiastically shared the virtues of Villefranche-sur-Mer–only 10 minutes away with–you guessed it–a sandy beach! I hopped aboard the 1 Euro bus, and scrambled down to the seaside to find…smaller stones. However, believe me, it makes all the difference. Instead of spending 10 to 20 Euros per day for a chaise lounge at a private beach, hop the #100 bus (direction Menton) to the Octroi stop and follow the signs to Old Town, and then take the stairs down to the beach. Spread out a towel, and nap in the sun in comfort.
I’ll be signing off tomorrow to head to another sandy beach–this one, however, a bit farther away. I’m heading to Corsica for a few days with a girlfriend to explore the northern coast of this “island of beauty.” Corsica is supposed to be a bit rough and rugged, but unbelievably gorgeous. Looking forward to sharing plenty of photos upon my return!