Tarzan for a day.

We all remember watching Tarzan as a kid, right? Raise your hand if you wanted to be able to soar and jump through the trees like he could. Pretty much everyone in the world ever is now raising their hand. Well you'll be glad to know that there is a way to do this.

Portiragnes bike riding.

Time to go back in time. Many many years ago, little 9 year old Gina put on her rollerblades and set off with her friends to Portiragnes Plage.

The birds.

Ever looked up at the sky and realised there was a mysterious black cloud above your head? No? You must've never been to the South of France during autumn then.

Falling and falling again; my skiing experience.

Me coming down the slopes.

I remember the first time I ever went skiing, I was only 8 years old and I went with my mum and brother. One of our friends had an apartment up in Les Angles, so we were lucky enough to be able to use it. We were all so excited we went straight to the ski rental place and fitted into our skis, and off we went.

Roquebrun means paradise.

There's a little town somewhere in the South of France called Roquebrun, and since moving here 15 years ago, it's always been one of my favourite places.

I went there recently with Sander and my family, and it reminded me of all of the wonderful photos I took the last time I was there, so decided it was time to write about this place.