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?