Tag: Provence
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Aix-en-Provence
Omninous, grey, before the summer storm in Aix. Thunder rolling, leaves blowing. A quick stop for lunch (and café gourmand) en route to the airport. Beautiful in it’s own, raw, awe-inducing way.
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Cap Canaille
On top of the red cliff, the one that we had been staring at all weekend from the harbor. The one that dominates the sky. Cap Canaille is the highest seacliff in all of France. The sea, the calanques, the marina; all below, all bathed in fog. The thunder rolled in from a distance. The…
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Calanque d’En Vau
I’ll never have the words to describe how the Calanques make me feel. My third visit, and I still feel as though I am dreaming each time I walk on to the beach and am blinded by the blue. It’s the most vivid, sparkling, piercing blue. Blue that breaks only with the silence, with a…
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L’Isle-sur-la-Sorgue
Sunday, market day! L’Isle-sur-la-Sorgue is famous for having one of the best markets in all of the South of France, and it did not disappoint. I left with: the best caramel sauce I’ve ever had in my life, the best mustard I’ve ever had in my life, a French market basket (the kind that were trending all…
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Gordes
After lunch in Les Alpilles, we kept driving through the mountains, past the olive trees and the grapes, along the farm roads, and into the Luberon. And then we arrived at this city in the sky. Gordes, a French fairy-tale. The entire place seemed to be one giant castle overlooking the fields. I loved getting lost in…
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Les Alpilles
Lazy weekend days in the South of France, tasting wine in secret-mountain-lairs and feasting on “cheese bricks” in a mountain-side village. No agenda except eating, drinking, and exploring. We didn’t plan an intense day, since it was supposed to rain. It never did rain, but I’m glad we didn’t plan anything. It was so refreshing…
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