The gentle call of the sea
With a 2pm departure, we meet up fifteen minutes before boarding near the Mucem, excited as kids. The boat is there, moored, all dapper with its varnished wood and pretty bright red colour. There will be eight of us on board, no more. A truly intimate outing, just the way I like it. No crowds, no big engines. Just us, the sea and this little floating jewel.
Our skipper for the day welcomes us with a smile and a little singing accent. He quickly explains the route – we’ll be sailing along the coast as far as the Vallon des Auffes, then heading for theFrioul archipelago. It didn’t take more than 10 minutes for us to feel like we were somewhere else.
As soon as we cast off, we slow down to 5 knots. Here, you forget about speed, and savour the time that seems to stand still as you watch the city gradually recede into the distance. The purr of the engine lulls us to sleep.
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