noisy horny lil bugs all over the place buzzing nonstop.
This one is dead.
finding ourselves a lil secret beach for nude tanning pleasure
lil old school french village
Bandol
back in Toulon Center
Gettin the spices for dinner!
930AM
Marseille Calanques
Mmm South of France Pistou soup
The Bluntness
Dinner sunset
Havana Club
Overpriced lil drank
William and Camille
walk home
Toulon has been good to me, other than the bug bites, and the confusing parking etiquette (cars park facing each other or halfway on sidewalks.. I guess this is effective space utilisation in a way). It's a heat that reminds me of Florida... but maybe not as much humidity. The calanques were insane, and the water - pure bliss. Only an hour from Toulon to Marseille. The hike down wasn't hard at all, I suppose it is just a matter of getting there in time to grab a nice rock to put your stuff or have a picnic. Met Camille's best friend William, a stylish guy studying meds, with a ... how can I say ... a serious grip on what is good music. haha, reminded me of my own friends at home. We went out to a bar called Havana Club, hipped-out bartenders, and seats outside in the center of all the bars and shops. Some could call the drinks cheap, but when you convert it, it's def overpriced, and I end up doublefisting... or maybe I just have a problem and should drink slower.
KL
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