We chose a house only if it had a pool for the family to lounge around and a big yard for the kids and Charlie to run about in. Didn't really matter what the area had in store coz we didn't plan on doing any site-seeing.
We stocked the car with BBQ foods and wine, grabbed Grandpa, and off we drove for two hours to a town called Boucle Bel Air. Not really the country, but close enough. A week of pool side lounging and relaxation.....
|There in the distance is Mont Sainte-Victoire, outside|
of Marseille, that appears in a bunch of Cezanne paintings.
|A week of no leash and "yard patrole" duty. Charlie was in doggie heaven!|
|The house's mascot. He wouldn't leave his post. He flew around our heads|
and landed back on this branch to stare us down a bit before doing
it again, and again, and again...Funny little guy.
|Even got Grandpa to play a bit of football...|