Our holidays are often spent in the south of France. This is where MrintheKitchen’s family lives, in the Provence, near the Mediterranean Sea. Lucky us, as we get to stay at his sister’s house (from where we can see the sea) who has a nice pool and so we get to lay by their poolside every summer.
But, before we get to relax, we first have to get there. It’s about 900 km (560 miles) from Paris, so a good day of driving. Which I don’t mind, but MrintheKitchen does. Don’t ask me why (hello! road trip = fun in my book). Last time we went there, I figured some relaxing music would help. Just golden oldies, the ones that you can sing along with without thinking. And nothing depressing, after a bad experience we had (or he had, I was singing along as usual) listening to the best of Herman van Veen on our way to the south. Most of you won’t know Herman van Veen, he sings in Dutch, has pretty poetic lyrics, and often sad melodies. I like it, but MrintheKitchen still describes it as ‘the most depressing car trip ever’. I guess it doesn’t help if you don’t understand a word of Dutch.