My dream summer: the perfect French villaSaturday, 26 July 2014
Though we spent most of our time outside, the interior of the villa was beautiful, with a gigantic fireplace, very well equipped kitchen and big, squishy sofas. We did cook in the kitchen, but truthfully most of our efforts ended up on the BBQ, or doled up at the huge farm style table on the terrace.
There were three bedrooms, a huge attic conversion above the kitchen where I slept, and two smaller ones downstairs, where the windows were draped with vines. I started off down in the bunk bed room, but switched with the little baby when we were concerned she would actually boil alive in the heat. Which is how I, as the single girl, wound up with the biggest bedroom (and bed), and the family of three ended up in bunk beds.
But, as I said, most of our time was spent outside anyway. We'd go from early morning pastries and coffee to pool lounging (admittedly, I lounged a little more than the parents) to pool jumping to wine to pool lounging to wine to wine to dinner to wine to bed.
We'd venture out at some point, be it in search of supplies, or a nearby market, or a top up for our stash of local wine. It's worth noting that at numerous locations in the area you can fill a receptacle with the local tipple, petrol pump style, for a fraction of what you'd pay at home. Our villa came equipped with huge tankards and barrels for this purpose alone.
It was pretty damn perfect, if you ask me.
The villa even came with inflatables, which we threw into the pool for dolphin riding and beer holding. We didn't have to buy a thing for the villa bar food, which was pretty darn handy.
So let's all take a minute, close our eyes and wish that we were in a French villa for the afternoon.
|The outdoor BBQ/beer fridge|
|Amy and Eva|
|The pastry table|