Another Night, Another Anchorage

Anchored here this evening. Water flat, no wind to speak of, perfect. 

Èze village, up on the rock, is criminally overlooked. Monaco's just around the corner.

Motored the whole way from Île Sainte-Marguerite, outside Cannes. No wind. Tour de France 2026 was on, watched most of a stage go by while checking for other boats every so often.

Anchored now off Anjuna Beach, Èze-sur-Mer.

Had more than my share of French rosé, watching the rich and famous get ferried ashore to wine and dance at Anjuna.

Anjuna will be doing what it does most nights. Sun loungers packed up, tables filling in, someone's magnum of Bolle getting carried out with great ceremony. 

Cooked something simple below, ate it in the cockpit once the sun went down and it cooled off. Village lit up on the hill. Turned in early.