Île de Ré is a place of simplicity and joy. An island where time seems to slow with the rhythm of the tides. Small French towns come alive with morning markets, the scent of fresh bread and fruit carrying through narrow streets. Families gather along wide beaches, children running into the surf, their laughter rising with the sound of the waves.

The island holds a quiet magic in its light: sunsets that stretch in soft colour across the horizon, sunrises that bathe the shore in warmth. Every corner feels touched by the ease of summer, bicycles leaning against whitewashed walls, café tables filled with conversation, the sea always close by.

For me, Île de Ré is a place of return and belonging, a landscape where happiness is woven into the everyday.