Playing in the sand is part of my DNA. Summers spent in Surf City and Beach Haven, NJ left sand in my shoes forever.
Why ever did I leave behind my sand bucket collection when I moved to Paris. Perfect for holding watercolor brushes too. Why oh why...
The exhibit is historically organized starting with the first cabins des bains often pulled onto the beach by donkeys.
A whole range of architecture was designed for beach resorts some of it very grand pavilions and palaces.
In the far upper left the Deauville-Trouville train station looks exactly the same today as in this 20s poster
Remember Club Med? And the beads? Did you go? I went to quite a few. They're still in business on boulevard de l'Opera. Below Florida looks very sane and serene. Altogether a wonderful exhibit full of nostalgia for those sand bucket days. Time to plan for next summer.
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