The buzzing of the cigales is slowly quieting. The heat off the streets is shimmering. Hordes of Dutch, British and Belgian cars slowly drive around, looking lost. Young women walk around the village wearing teeny bikini tops and a sarongs, thinking there's a beach nearby, perhaps? People at the restaurant audaciously try to order 1 child's menu to share between their 3 pre-teens.
August is here.
Thankfully there are plenty of tranquil, out of the way places like this one to escape to.
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