There’s something about walking into a French town for the first time and realizing the cobbles under your feet were laid before Columbus had even thought about America. The houses lean into the street the way they did 500 years ago, and that market square you’re wandering around hosted hangings and proclamations, and bread riots….
I’m the last person you’d expect to write an article about camping in France. My idea of roughing it is a three-star hotel without a minibar. My only real camping memory is a night spent on hard dirt next to a muddy river in the Australian outback, swatting flies and wondering why anyone would do…
The French Riviera might just be the most photographed coastline on Earth. You’ve seen it a thousand times. Cary Grant in his open-top convertible flying along the Corniche road in To Catch a Thief. Grace Kelly stepping off a yacht in Monaco. The cobalt blue water, the palm trees, the impossibly tanned people sipping rosé…
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