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November 13, 2014

Every year on the first of May, families flock to the beach at Piémanson in the south of France.

When the sun sets, the women drive back to the city with the children, leaving the men on the desolate, cold beach.
For a week, they’ll be busy building cozy wooden cabins on the sand, sleeping in their cars to ensure everything is set for the summer ahead. How can they get away with this? It turns out that Piémanson, located in the Camargue coastland, is France’s last remaining “wild beach.”
Roads & Kingdoms

Posted by gerardvanderleun at November 13, 2014 9:15 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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And can you guess which of the two is having most fun? Correct!

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