Antibes

Antibes

What I want in life is to live in a Slim Aarons photograph. Summer. Some time between the 1950s and the mid 80s. No cellphones. When wealthy people spent months on vacation napping, sunbathing, and having lunch. The best way I can describe it - you know when you bite into a ripe piece of fruit? That exact moment it is perfect, a day earlier or a day later and it wouldn't be good. I want to live in that single moment of perfection. 

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I think I have mentioned before that I like to decide where to go next based on looking through photographs. And shockingly (or maybe not) my absolute favorite source of inspiration is Slim Aarons. I was in Paris visiting a friend and I convinced her to spend a few days going on a road trip to the South of France, to Hotel du Cap

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A lot of things went wrong on the drive to Antibes. We left Paris much later in the day than we had intended. I didn't realize how low the speed limit is in France or how long it would actually take to drive 9 hours. We had a list of 10 villages we wanted to stop in and we made it to two of them. The first Apremont-sur-Allier, we had intended to have dinner there, but when we arrived at midnight nothing was open.

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I also have never gotten so many speeding tickets in my life. We took a nap in the SUV we rented in a park in Lyon around 2am. This was after we came to the realization that if we spent the night in a hotel and got back on the road around 8am we were going to lose an entire day in the South of France -- and we could always sleep by the pool later. 

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I didn't find it to be comfortable enough to sleep in the SUV in the park in Lyon.  So I kept driving down the Autoroute du Soleil. Around sunrise I got very tired and parked at a gas station. I crawled into the far back and wrapped myself in a fur coat (it was May and still cold in France). When I woke up we were driving again and we had McDonalds. I rolled over a row of seats and ate an egg mcmuffin and spilled coffee all over myself. We stopped again in Mirmande and had more coffee and wandered through the twisting alleyways. I would have liked to spend more time there. It was beautiful and empty in the early morning. 

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We left Miramande and drove the last couple hours to Antibes. And we arrived at Hotel du Cap in time for lunch. It was perfect. 

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I should note, that while I love Hotel du Cap, the food is horrible. Which doesn't really bother me -- the last thing I want to do while sunbathing topless in the south of France is eat -- but it is actually bad. With this view who though who cares:

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I spent a couple days laying out and eating awful food and walking around Antibes. I didn't take that many photos because I wanted to enjoy just being there and allow time to slow. 

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