One of the fun things we did in Antibes was take a ferry over to a nearby island, Ile St Marguirite. I was a little disapointed with the island because the man at the ferry ticket counter oversold the beach quality to me. (Madame, the whole island's coast is great, you will have your pick!) Inaccurate to say the least. But, while we were looking for the promised wonderful beach for Eliot to frolick on, we enjoyed amazing views.
Most of the beaches were rocky or too cliff-like for us. We gave up our pursuit for a while to eat lunch. A couple walked by and we decided I should ask them if they had seen a good beach. I discussed beach options with them in French and they said that they had seen some good beaches on the other side of the island. Beaches on this side, they said, had something for which I did not recognize the French word. But, their description eventually led me to say, "Jellyfish?" They shrugged but when we found the beach they were discussing, we saw my translation was correct. One beach was just inundated with jellyfish, which the French word for could directly translate as pink medusa. Finally we found a better beach and, although it was rocky rather than sandy, Eliot and Chris had a great time building some rock fortresses, etc. For a time, the island was a military site (like hundreds of years ago) so we also walked through the old fort.
The whole day I knew we were visiting a slice of paradise and I should just soak it up and try to retain some of the images in my head. Luckily, we have a camera to help me.

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