I’m in Saintes Marie de la Mer in Camargue. I have eaten non stop since I got here. The food is so delicious it almost makes me cry. I could try to describe it but it wouldn’t do it justice. I’ve eaten a knife like shellfish in cream, bone merrow rich as butter and a lavender créme Catalan that was perfection. The wine is so round and smooth that I want to scream of joy, and even write a poem about it.
There’s not much to do here except eat, drink and walk along the long beach, but who needs more? Yesterday I looked at the waves rolling in and breathed in and out with each wave, feeling totally at ease.
Lazy days are the best!