Despite the hordes of tourists, glitterati and paparazzi that descend on the famous French Riviera town, St. Tropez is still one of my favorite places in all of France. I guess that's why I bought a small pied-a-terre near there almost 10 years ago.
I love the throngs of people in summer---maybe because I know the other side of St. Tropez---the simple, sherbet-colored fishing village with heart that's just as it was in the beginning of the 20th century.
I love Saint Tropez in the winter too, when the streets are empty of tourists, but full of local life. Fishermen and friends, shop owners, cafe dwellers.When christmas lights twinkle on and carol bells sound off. And when the mistral---winter's cold mistress--blows so hard I have to tuck into doorways to catch my breath.
It was the first town on the coast to be liberated after WWII, and it's a place I go to get lost and liberated every year.
I miss Saint Tropez when I'm away.
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Do you know the way?
Every time I go to St. Tropez (every summer) I think of that Dionne Warwick song "Do You Know The Way To San Jose" only, as you might have guessed, I substitute St Tropez.
I guess I just get a little excited. Though the throngs of tourists in summer can be annoying, I still love to wander along the port. Behind the mega yachts, these little boats reminded me that St. Tropez is, as it has always been, a working fishing village.