The Streets Where I Live….

If you happen to pass this way on a regular basis, you’ll know that I live in the South of France having uped-sticks from Blighty a couple of years ago. After I lost my husband I knew that I needed to make a drastic change or I would risk spending the rest of my life existing, not living and so I found an apartment, packed up my stuff, booked the flights and the rest is history. I absolutely LOVE it here and so I wanted to give you a little tour:

If you happen to pass this way on a regular basis, you’ll know that I live in the South of France having uped-sticks from Blighty a couple of years ago. After I lost my husband I knew that I needed to make a drastic change or I would risk spending the rest of my life existing, not living and so I found an apartment, packed up my stuff, booked the flights and the rest is history. I absolutely LOVE it here and so I wanted to give you a little tour:

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This was the view from my first apartment; I was still spending much of my time in floods of tears but it felt easier to be miserable here (if you know what I mean)

 

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I’d been here a few months and was lucky enough to have made some friends who took me white water rafting for the first time (awesome experience!). This was at the end of the day – we went up into the mountains and Oh My God!!!!
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Lunch by the Sea. Why am I showing you this? It was December, a month when back in the UK, I would spend freezing my arse off and moaning incessantly about the weather
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So this was me after the whole blonde episode sitting rather high up and overlooking the South coasts of both France and Italy. Can you notice the slight tension radiating from my entire being? I don’t like heights!
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This is the view I have now: sea. I never grow tired of the sunsets or sunrises………
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This was taken from the Villa Ephrussi De Rothschild in St Jean Cap Ferrat which is about 30 minutes drive from where I live; the views were stunning!
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The tiny narrow streets of the beautiful Eze Village; real old world charm
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Finally, overlooking my beloved Monaco, is my best friend without whom I probably wouldn’t have done or seen half of what I have since I arrived here. I’m so thankful to him and all my other friends for showing me that I can LIVE and not just exist.

 

I hope that you’re as happy in the streets where you live as I am in mine…..

Lisa x

Author: All About Life

Middle-aged 20 something

14 thoughts on “The Streets Where I Live….”

  1. Wow, this is so gorgeous! I’ve been thinking lately how much I’d like to visit the south of France, and this post is so inspiring! How did you decide where in the south of France you wanted to live?

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    1. Hi and thanks for your comment :O) My brother moved here a few years ago and the first time I came to visit him I felt as though I was coming home – it was that simple. If you do get the chance you should definitely visit the area, it’s really beautiful

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