Exploring & Escapades

bits & pieces of my travels

Month: June, 2016

Calanque de Sugiton

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Is this place even real? Even now, looking at the pictures, I feel as if I’m remembering some sort of dream. 

The Calanques are outside of Marseille. A French friend told me about them originally. I don’t know if I would have found them otherwise. It was about an hour drive for us from where we were staying. Then, a 40 minute hike, a rocky descent, barely marked trails. And suddenly, it opened up. THAT view. 

More rocky descent. A secret beach. We hid our stuff in the cliff-face. Swam out into the Mediterranean Sea, to the rock island. Fell asleep in the sun. 

Maybe it was a dream. If it was, it was the best dream ever. 


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Bonjour. Arles is most famous for being the site of some of Van Gogh’s most famous works (this street & yellow cafe, for example). To me, it will always be most famous for the gigantic lavender-rose-violet icecream I had. 

Here, removed from tourism and my English-speaking safety-net, I felt truly French.

Les Baux-de-Provence

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This little hidden, ancient city is straight out of a fairy-tale – castle and all! I flew into Marseille to spend a few days relaxing and “being French,” as I like to call it. Les Baux-de-Provence was our first stop. Tucked away in the mountains. Winding streets. The “glace” stand. The wine and the lavender. Yet another magical place that left me wondering if anything in my life was actually real. 

Atlantic Cup

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Sun, sport, and (maybe a little too much) prosecco. Does it get any better? 

The Atlantic Cup is an annual polo tournament between Cambridge, Oxford, Harvard, and Yale. A group of us Americans took it upon ourselves to show up at the Cambridge County Polo Club to root for our home team(s). I went a little Pinterest crazy beforehand with recipes… totally worth it in the end.  Watermelon-feta bites, champagne strawberries, quinoa fruit salad, waldorf salad, blackberry balsamic bites, blueberry crumble. Definitely my ideal day. 

Chania Town

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Wandering the streets of this old, ancient town. Getting lost in my favorite kind of way. The streets winding; around every corner, a new burst of color, an explosion of floral. The dogs and the cats and the motor bikes.

While in Chania, I stayed in an upstairs loft on one of these lively streets. There was a giant window seat, a balcony, all overlooking this and only steps away. I could have stayed there forever, lost anew every day.  




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That Mediterranean sunset. Those last few minutes, seconds, of sun, before it dips and lights the sky. The fishermen lined along the wall. The water lapping, mountains fading in the distance. 

Alone on an island, taking it all in.

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