This weekend, Part 1: Méjean

I still haven't caught up on our holiday snaps and we're already off visiting other places. Hope you guys aren't tired of travel photos.

Country vista near our house. Finally stopped (after 18 months) to take a photo. Figures he'd have the sprinkler on. 

Saturday we went to Méjean, a small (small, small) seaside village west of Marseille.

There is pretty much a restaurant, a couple of small harbours and residences there, nothing more.

You really need to book for lunch at the restaurant to make sure you get a spot. When I called they also advised that the road into the village is closed to non-residents on the weekend - but they would put our name on the list of those allowed to pass through. When you see the road (windy, steep, single lane in many spots), you can see why they close it. It would be a nightmare for residents and tourists alike during high season. So if you're going to visit, plan ahead and book at the restaurant, otherwise you'll have to walk in.

We arrived about an hour early so we could walk a track along the coast/cliffs before lunch. Some of it is like this:

But some of it is like this, so bring your hiking boots if you plan on a long walk.

The walk has some nice look out points where you can see back to Méjean:

That's a railway line on those arches. 

Also spotted on the way - yummy figs getting ready for summer eating:

This is the little restaurant, right next to the water, where we had lunch. The food was very edible, but not a meal I will remember - again, it's all about the location.

Topless diver included for free. 

I took this photo from my chair, you can see how close the water is. Great for keeping the bigger kids occupied and out of our hair.

Other gooey things kept them interested too:

After lunch we walked around the two small harbours in the area:

And found a small beach (covered with sleeping scuba divers waiting their next dive, sadly all clothed).

The big kids looked for rockpools and threw rocks while the little guy ate the very gritty sand (I don't know why, we figured he liked the salt?). By then it was mid afternoon and tiredness was starting to set in, so it was time to head home.

We passed this orchard, aflame with poppies, on the way home. I think I love these even more than the lavender.

Thank you to the lovely Sara Louise in her Petit Village for a Versatile Blogger Award nomination.  I could tell you all seven secrets about myself, but then I'd have to kill you. And frankly I just don't have the time. Plus my obstetrician advised avoiding over-exertion until after the baby is born, and I'm pretty sure slaughtering falls in this category. So I shall just have to remain mum!

Hope you all had a fab weekend!