Ramatuelle

What we did
- Time for Saint Tropez beach club day ayyooooooo!! Are we boujee?
- Nice to Saint Tropez is about 2-2.5hours transportation no matter how you do it, despite being geographically pretty close, due to the lack of direct transit. We opted to take an hour train to Saint Raphael and used Bolt (uber competitor) for the last hour of the trip.
- We enjoyed coffees at an ocean front cafe in Saint Tropez and then walked to the beach and chugged some of the beers we brought with. 10am beach beers hit different, especially in the French Riviera!
- We chose Moorea beach club which touted a relaxing day atmosphere and “wild party scene with dancing on the tables” in the evening. This one was a middle ground from the super expensive celeb clubs (Club 55) and the 18-22yr old college club (Nikki beach). When we showed up it was over 50% gray hairs at the club so we were stoked to see if they’d be twerking on the tables later on..
- Absolutely awesome day hanging and relaxing at our ocean front chairs drinking beers, champagne and aperols. None of the gray hairs (or anyone) ended up table dancing as it was a Sunday later in off season, but we had a great time just hanging out. Super cool vibes in the club and great chill day.
- Took a two hour Bolt ride home, showered and then went in search of a bar with American football! Little did we know Nice was hosting the world rugby championships so the Chicago Bears were not on TV (spared us the pain I guess) so we ended up in an English pub showing Wales vs. Fiji. Pretty electric atmosphere as the Welshmen in the bar chanted their songs.
- We stayed until 1:30am drinking beers and teaching Steph/Jenna how to play Euchre (a new favorite for the rest of the trip). After the Welsh rugby win, a French/English cover band came in and jammed out for the mosh pit of celebrating Welsh dudes. Lotta dudes and a lotta sweat. Us Americans in the corner quietly playing cards fit in great.

What we ate:
- Cafe de Bains in Saint Raphael for cappuccinos and croissants. Just needed some cigarettes to cap off our French breakfast.
- Tono Pampelonne for lunch of delicious Doner Kebabs on the Saint Tropez beach
- Waynes English pub for dinner and beers. Jenna/Joe/Trent had burgers and Steph chose a curve ball with a delicious Thai curry

Fun facts
- There was a $22,000 bottle of Dom Perignon on the beach club menu. After a bit of back and forth, we settled for the $6 beers
- If you didn’t know, the French don’t care about American football. Uncultured swines
- The Chicago Bears are a poverty organization. Trent once again bought into the hype train only to be hung out to dry by the sorriest team in professional sports. Sports are stupid.
- Trent is renouncing his Bears fandom in favor of the Wales National Rugby team. Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau!Read more