Two weeks... (like the Grizzly Bear song!)
I've made it back to the unfortunate state of New Jersey and I'm perpetually reminiscing about my days drinking coffee and eating saucisson along the Canal Saint-Martin. And naturally, I couldn't hold myself to stay in New Jersey for more than a couple weeks so I just finished a week-long trip out to the SF Bay area to see Jacqueline in Berkeley. California was exactly what I needed to get out of this suburban hell (film waiting to be developed).
Anyways, my friend Natalie came to Paris during the last two weeks of May, coincidentally the same exact days I had gone to see her in Argentina and Chile one year ago, truly full circle if you ask me. She spent a week in Paris and then we went down to the south of France for a road trip for the remainder of her time in France. (Above: Natalie on one of our nights out in Paris.)
We left for our Sud-de-la-France road trip at 3 in the morning to catch the earliest flight available... (More in this gallery.)
We spent the next couple of days along the coast, stopping in so many little towns and cities like Toulon, Sainte-Maxime, Saint-Tropez...