South of France: Martigues, Cassis, La ciotat. Happy birthday to us!
This year, both Björke's and my birthdays took place in the South of France. We hiked endless kilometers, indulged in delightful flavors (awarding a full 5 stars to the Réunion restaurant, where the chef-waiter-barman all rolled into one outshone every nearby spot), conquered playgrounds, and put Björke's birthday binoculars to the test. But the adventure peaked at the end: Björke got stung by a wasp right in the sea, and on the morning of our departure, our rental car got towed — the parking lot magically transforms into a market on Sundays. La vie est belle!