The Verdon is cool. First of, there is an incredible ambiance! Beside the beauty of the rock, the valleys, and the rolling southern French hills, there happens to be more history then one can comprehend. Tons of hard long routes on immaculate stone, dozens of sick sport crags everywhere, and even a sandstone bouldering mecca only an hour away. If you feel like climbing perfect limestone, there are never-ending new routes to open, and seemingly never-ending routes that have already been bolted! 

We climbed at a number of cliffs, all with very French names, and bouldered a bit in Annot, the sanstone paradise similar to Font, but without the rain. No real rest, meant no real hard stuff, although I managed the classic Specilistes. I fell off numerous hard routes on the last move while trying to onsight things, which made me feel weak, but then I realized I am getting back into shape, which made me feel much better about my efforts. I saw so much stuff I want to return to, it was really inspiring.