Day 6

Sanary Sur-Mer France. This was the next stop on the Riviera. It is a gorgeous seaside town. The harbor was so adorable and full of every color in the rainbow, the kind of place you wished you could take a bit of because you know it would be tasty. The homes are built up the cliffs sides that overlook the Mediterranean. Must be an awful way to live, waking up with that view every morning. We were only anchored here for a few hours. It was only long enough for us to get a quick stroll around. On our tender ride from the boat to the harbor the tender driver got scolded for going too fast through the harbor. Seabourn, will you ever learn? We came to a very important conclusion today. This may sound racist (or frenchist), but every French person actually does walk around with a baguette under his or her arm. Some bikes even have a baguette attachment. Also, French dogs look French and at least one smokes. We saw a cute dog named Luna go for a swim today. It is fairly obvious why it is called doggie paddling. We looked for one geocache today with no luck. We spent probably an hour over 2 different attempts. Of all things it was a scuba diving related geocache. That was a pretty hard pill for Wifey to swallow. This is the saddest part of the trip so far. Update: geocache was missing, so we were looking for something that was not there. Team Sellers always wins in the end.

Tonight’s dinner on the boat was the chef’s tasting menu. Delicious. I enjoyed it very much. One of the courses was a sorbet palate cleanser with a splash of Sambuca. Apparently Sambuca is a black licorice tasting liquor. I brought this up to the waiter. He explained to us that Sambuca is an anise (pronounced anus) liquor. The language barrier had this conversation going nowhere. I insisted on telling people this story and that our definitions of anus liquor must be quite different. I planned to do this until I got thrown off this boat. I am still here and nobody else laughed except for my low-rent party of two.

A few pictures here.