Sacha sends an email asking whether we would know a way to get on a boat and watch
Les voiles de St. Tropez closeup. We suggest to rent a powerboat, but before anything clicks he has already found somebody else. We sit at home and cry,
cry like John Lee always cries when he has lost Alex again. And then, the next morning, Sacha calls and re-iterates the rental idea --- it was so great yesterday, and he really needs to get closer to the tall ships with his professional camera than the sailing millionaires would let him who gave him a sail yesterday (don't worry, just read the sentence a few more times). So there we are, with Sacha's official picture of the event:
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| Creole, Hamilton |
And here are a few more pictures, just in case:
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| The bay of St. Tropez in the afternoon |
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| St. Tropez harbor |
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| St. Tropez, the quay |
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| The Riva power boat that we did not rent |
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| Professional photographer and rasender reporter |
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