It was almost 6:00 when I drove into the small seaside town of Mèze. I am not sure what I had expected…perhaps a bigger more bustling port, but the quaint, small bay and dock were utterly charming. There were a handful of “tourists”, mostly French. And clearly a couple of bars that catered to the locals. But the place was very quiet, serene, tranquille as the French say, with real boat life going on.
A long walk along the quai and the beach, followed by a sunset glass of rosé completed a perfect Sunday.
Entering Mèze
Local's Dock and Bar
Masts Quaiside
Mediterranean Blue
Seafood Snack Anyone?
