What was my very favorite stop? The French fishing village of Cassis. What a charming place. I felt like I had stepped into an Agatha Christie novel and this was the type of place where Hercule Poirot would go. There were shops, and restaurants with patio seating and a beautiful harbor. There's even a castle! My only regrets are that I couldn't stay longer. I want to go back. This story is told in pictures.
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