Remember, I was a private teacher for a Russian family. A luxurious nanny I should say. After a quick phone interview and a few pictures sent to the family, the London recruitment Agency called me: "Ok you have the job! Book a ticket and meet the family in south of France for a trial, I will send you their address and the number of the driver". The driver?? The job offer seemed too good to be true and I had no clue where I was going, I was clearly going straight into a trap.
From the first moment I absolutely loved this place. Starting my day by a spectacular run from Saint Jean to Beaulieu (Promenade Maurice Rouvier), and ending it walking down the hill, from the villa to my appartment on the pier just like in a summer dream, smelling the wonderful fragrances of the flowering trees and admiring the stunning view on the peninsula.
This place is just MAGICAL.