Cap Canaille

On top of the red cliff, the one that we had been staring at all weekend from the harbor. The one that dominates the sky. 

Cap Canaille is the highest seacliff in all of France. 

The sea, the calanques, the marina; all below, all bathed in fog. The thunder rolled in from a distance. The wind picked up.

We were alone, over it all. 

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