Today has been a very sad day. Maree woke to the news of her mother's death which was a great shock as she had not known anything of her sudden illness. It is very hard being so far away from family at a time like this. The family at home have persuaded Maree and Mel to stay on in France for the remainder of their holiday and a memorial service will be arranged when they return to Australia.
There is some comfort for Maree in that she saw her mum and celebrated her 88th birthday with her just before she left for France. We will do our best to support Maree and Mel.
We had not planned much for today but decided that a stroll around the town and lunch by the water would be just the thing. Cassis was less crowded than last night, except for the beaches which were packed. It is certainly difficult to find a car park in the town - we wouldn't even attempt it. Jessica was working on her music so we left her to creative pursuits and accompanied by the constant and quite loud cicada song ambled down the hill to town.
Passing by Plage de Bestouan on our way to town |
It is fun to check out the menus of all the restaurants and to choose which one we should grace with our presence. Today we picked a brasserie with a wide choice of light meals and managed to score a frontline table under the shady awning.
Spoilt for choice - restaurants on the waterfront, Cassis |
Lunch with a nice view of the castle |
Plage de Bestouan this afternoon - so the place to be! |
Our street - Avenue des Calanques |
Back home it was straight into the pool - sooooo good! A pool is a real bonus here given that the beaches are so crowded.
A nice siesta in the afternoon is also a good plan in the heat of the afternoon - it seems to be hottest around 3 - 4 pm (daylight saving here).
When the sun was a bit lower, around 7 pm we walked down our road to the first calanque in the direction of Marseille, Calanque de Port Miou. Of course it is a long descent to sea level from here.
There are about a dozen calanques between Cassis and Marseille. They are mini fjords with high pale limestone cliffs on each side. The one at Port Miou is the longest and it also serves as a marina - filled with yachts of the sailing variety.
Yachts moored in the Calanque de Port Miou |
We didn't walk right out to the end of the calanque this evening as we are taking a boat trip to visit some of the calanques tomorrow. Despite the uphill return it was a lovely walk in the cool of the evening. We had a bite to eat and sat outside chatting until dark when the cicadas finally fell silent. Maree is doing ok and has had lots of messages from home. I do hope she can get a good night's rest.
Cassis - hard to beat for a lunch spot! |
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