B.A.S IN ROQUEBRUNE-CAP-MARTIN

B.A.S IN ROQUEBRUNE-CAP-MARTIN
Stephan is wearing La vareuse Métis - Le pantalon Métis - Le bob  Métis in Indigo.

 

2025 - A SUMMER STORY FROM THE QUIET SIDE OF THE RIVIERA

We arrive in Roquebrune-Cap-Martin by train, coming from Nice. Just thirty minutes are enough to escape the city’s buzz and slip into a different atmosphere — calmer, wilder, more Mediterranean.

Our destination: Plage du Buse, a beach we discovered a few years ago during our visit to the mysterious Villa E-1027, imagined by Eileen Gray.

A pebble beach, crystal-clear water, and a handful of regulars — French, Italian — who seem to blend naturally into the landscape.

The path down to the beach is discreet, almost secret. We descend slowly between two stone walls that form a narrow corridor, like a tunnel opening toward the sea. 

At the bottom, the gentle clatter of waves stirring the pebbles welcomes us. The sound is hypnotic, almost musical.

From here, in the distance, we catch a glimpse of the modernist villa, perched on the rock. White and blue, it looks like a ship washed ashore in the bright sunlight.

I think back to the words of the guide during our first visit to the villa:
“E-1027 is a code — a code of love between Eileen Gray and her lover Jean Badovici.”
E for Eileen,
10 for J (Jean ),
2 for B (Badovici),
7 for G (Gray).
A subtle, almost mathematical nod to their story.

After swimming, we rejoin the Sentier Massolin, which later becomes the Sentier du Corbusier, winding along the sea at the base of the cliffs. Each turn reveals something new — a hidden cove, smooth rocks, shifting light.

We stop, dive, dry off in the sun. Time seems to stretch.

It’s summer on the Riviera.

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The Metis silhouette