Saint-Tropez, you gotta love it or hate it. And to be honest, I think it's ah-some and I can
handle a lot, but even I felt a bit intimidated.
You can see this city as a dream or as something really depressing. Of course I expected the
lovely Chanel, Hermes and Louis Vuitton stores (GOD The House Of Chanel was beyond in-cre-di-ble)
But if you see yachts from like 400 million euro's(!) the first thing that's going on your mind is;
'WOW, this is gorrrrgeous' but after that you think; 'my god, this is inhuman!'
It even looks like the homeless people (yes, they live there on the streets too) seem to be okay.
Finding Laduree macarons in the trashcan sounds a lot better than rotten bread, right?
But to make things clear, I can definitely tell you I'm having a bless here!
