We visited Cassis twice. The first time was on one of our very first trips out of Aix. It was the middle of February, windy and the water was freezing cold but Bridget and I got in anyway. After weeks of not doing anything except go to school and sleep it was, as Bridget sarcastically put it, "very refreshing."Watching the dark sea beneath the gray horizon one could imagine what it was like for the Greeks or Romans being washed up on the rocky shores of this strange land.
The second time we went it was with our relatives, the Kozelas. The sun was shining this time and we watched sail boats bobbing in the water as we ate our Boullibaise (a famous French fish stew, try saying that 5 times fast!) on the harbor. We lay on the beach soaking up the sun and Bridget and I braved the water again, although no one else would come in even though we told them how "warm" it was.
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