AnElephantCant stay away from Bandol
It is his favourite place in the civilised world
A Mediterranean jewel
So warm and so cool
Just the thought of it makes his wee tootsies curl
His hotel on a hill is Les Galets
Which translates as small stones or pebbles
Far in the east lie high mountains
Towards Centre Ville* flowered fountains
AnElephant soon forgets all his troubles
The marina is home to an armada
Sea breezes rattle ropes off the masts
Under a parasol’s shade
With refreshing lemonade
He watches les vieux play boules in la place
The promenade today is host to the market
With produce from all over Var Region
Cheese ham and good wine
Olives and nuts from the Pine
Exotic fare for a boring Glaswegian
Once again he is drawn to the water
It continues to exert a strong pull
The pier goes on and on
To a medieval cannon
And les enfants learn sailing at school
A magnificent 50-metre break-water
Separates the Med from Renecros Bay
A broad crescent of sand
Creates an idyllic strand
Where like Lou Reed AnElephant spends a Perfect Day
*Centre Ville – Town Centre
Les vieux – old fogeys elderly gentlemen
Boules – petanque
La place – the square
Les enfants – the brats children
Les Galets…that’s what I write every day here:
http://julesgemstonepages.wordpress.com/
small observational pieces or other such non-sense.
Oh, I’d like to be in a school on the ocean blue!
Thanks for your visit to my zoo…
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AnElephantCant deny it
That is a special kind of school
Kids leap out of bed
For lessons on the Med
And to be warm every day is too cool
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Yes, a piece of heaven for sure. I must have been wonderful being there! 🙂 xx
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AnElephantCant argue with Penny
He obviously finds that too painful
His very short tour
Is heaven for sure
The only thing missing is an angel
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Beautiful photos, and I like your rhyme. 🙂
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AnElephantCant deny that
He too is in Paradise
He did not see
Lovely A D
Who always brings a smile to his eyes
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This certainly looks ideal
for a place that to us would appeal
that a bulldog with mace
could take up his place
at the table of Noah and Mable.
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This is very good, bulldog. 🙂
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AnElephantCant hide his confusion
He has no reply for you
Noah and Mable
And mace at the table
AnElephant hasn’t a clue
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beautiful photographs Brian…. as always… I’m glad you’re enjoying your holiday there 🙂 hugggs
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Thanks, Roxi, the old heffelump needs sunshine badly at this time of year.
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Loved the verse and the pictures of a lovely blue Mediterranean. My post earlier this month also is about my wanderings in Antalya on the Mediterranean coast.
Shakti
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AnElephantCant visit Turkey
It is a place he has quite overlooked
Ladies find him a hunk
With his long curly trunk
So he fears that his goose may be cooked
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AnElephant certainly likes his journeys
Enjoying yourself and having fun
From America to the Med
The joys that you said
Basking in the heat and the sun
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See reply on yesterday’s post!!!!!
AnElephant craves warmth, for sure!
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The pachyderms do not like the cold
So they like pick up and travel
Go somewhere hot
Troubles forgot
And all cares start to unravel
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