St Tropez
We were reunited with our friend in Borme but this time he had our other friend onboard. He had left his wife at home and come away for a short sailing trip.
We went over to see them, discussed tomorrow's weather and the sailing destination then stayed for the rest of the evening. We were due to go to shore as the band Aioli were playing. However, the rain came ... We never made it and assume the outside concert was abandoned.
The wind had moved during the night to the northwest. It was fairly strong but perfect to speed us along to Saint Tropez. Carried along by the wind we flew, sometimes at 7 knots which is a bit too fast for our little boat. The wind dropped completely at lunchtime and then returned from the south west. Another great direction for our destination.
We arrived in record time, welcomed by streams of super yachts leaving Saint Tropez. There was one that dwarfed the others and we saw a monster of a sailing boat too. It made the normally large yachts look like toys!
Saint Tropez is a pretty little village with quaint old houses. It is also the place to be to show off your wealth. The harbour is lined with multi million pound super yachts. The streets are full of Aston Martins, fancy Ferraris and Lamborghinis! We walked into Saint Tropez along the coastal path. The scenery is truly stunning passing what has to be the cemetery in the best location ever. We watched burlesque dance shows at the fancy restaurants and people watched at the harbour.
In the morning we were treated to a visit by a dolphin swimming around the anchorage at Canoubiers. As we headed out to town we saw the dolphin again. This time he was swimming right next to two small girls. An encounter they won't forget!