Cassis, a reputed coastal town of Côte d’Azur, was about half hour drive from Aix-en-Provence. Visiting the town was earmarked to be one of our road trip’s highlights and we were praying for good weather.
And our player was answered! We found a gorgeous blue sky over our head. A perfect weather for visiting the seaside.
We came off from A50 and went through a few hairpin curves…
‘I don’t see any coastline yet.’, mum complained. Guardrails were cutting the line of our sights and the only things we could see was the blue sky and the line of trees.
The traffic slowed down as we approached a toll gate…
I can’t recall how much the toll was but it was around €3.00?
After driving through narrow and winding streets of Cassis’s residential area, we arrived at a very smart carpark. The place was modern and stylish with a fancy ironwork and colour scheme. Even though the charges weren’t cheap but I was impressed by most of the French public car parks in their towns and cities. They seemed to be well designed and pleasant to park a car. And we always felt safe.
‘Wow! It’s busy!’ Despite being weekday morning, the car park was almost full and we had to park in the lowest level. How busy will it be during the high season!, mum and I shook our heads with disbelief.
I don’t know about you but the sight made me very nostalgic…
It reminded me of the illustrations of my all time French children’s book, Caroline et ses amis, á la mer…
All those pinwheels, who will buy them, you may wonder. But the atmosphere of seaside is such, I would have been lure to buy one if my rational side of me didn’t stop me!
The first settlers of Cassis were the Ligures who arrived at the shore around 500 BC. They were originally from the north-western Italy and they established their lives by fishing and farming.
Today’s Cassis is a popular tourist destination and the place is teeming with visitors who want to visit its famous cliffs and inlets.
A well-presented town centre…
Despite the aged appearance, the buildings were well maintained and the tiled streets and pavements were immaculately clean. The town was very smart.
Look mum, La Tarte Tropézienne!
La Tarte Tropézienne is a chain patisserie which has branches mainly in the South of France. They sell not only the famous tarte Tropézienne but also more usual French cakes and pastries.
Tarte Tropézienne! They came in different sizes…
Let’s have some with coffee before we go cruising, mum!
Doesn’t it look cute?
It was delicious too! While we enjoyed our morning treat, I chatted with a staff who made up delicious coffee. She was shocked to hear that I drove from London all on my own. She was even more impressed when I told her that I would drive back to the UK, tracing the eastern side of France.
‘By the way, is there any public convenience nearby?’
She told us that there was one in a town square which was adjacent to the shop.
The square with a fountain seemed to be also a home for several ducks…
Hey guys, do you know where is a public toilet?
The public loo was in the north corner of the square and it was one of those “automated” kinds. I had seen a similar one in London for years but never had the courage to use one.
Oh well, I’ve got to bite the bullet now because I have to test drive it before sending mum in!
The loo wasn’t dirty but it was a bit scary. In the back of my mind, I couldn’t help worrying if the door wouldn’t unlock and I would be trapped inside!
Thankfully, no such thing happened and I sent mum to use it too. However, I stood right next to the door and kept on asking her if everything was ok. It must have been a peculiar sight for the passers by…