Il pleut sur la ville comme il pleure dans mon cœur…
It's been raining all week and it's hard to tell whether it makes it sadder to leave, or whether it simply feels appropriate. It's the same weather we arrived to, though a few degrees warmer now.
And I walked in the drizzle, saying goodbye to the piers, the cafés, the cobbled streets, the forts, the castle…
We're hoping for one more sunny day for a coffee by the seaside, but we'll happily settle for a coffee in the Templiers bar, surrounded by original fauvist pieces.
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