
Before we met my parents in Provence my husband and I decided to take the kiddos and try out a hotel on the coast off the beaten path and it was an absolute gem. We stayed in one of the treehouses which sounds cheesy but was the most elegant form of a treehouse I could even imagine and it looked over their organic vineyard and orchard. There was a magical 5 minute walk to the beach and no one spoke English which I thought was just lovely. When I asked if Americans ever came here they said no they go to St. Tropez. Oh and the best boulangerie I have possibly ever been to in my life (and I lived in Paris) was a 5 minute drive away. It was perfection and I’m still rethinking if I should even be sharing it.
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