The journey to Provence
We've said au revoiur to Paris, but not on the full stomach we had planned. The fab breakfast cafe/bakery we had discovered was not ready at 8.45 am to serve us the full deal! It's a late start in Paris with most shops not open until 10 am. Paris is where we spend the most time on this trip and we feel we have only scratched the surface, many attractions need far more time to do justice.
Margaret thought she'd booked a taxi, but her schoolgirl French did not result in a cab at the appointed hour! We made it nonetheless to Orly Airport to collect the Renault Meganne and with some trepidation (mostly on Margaret's side) took off down the motorway south, stopping overnight in Beaune. This is a burgundy wine country and the town is absolutely gorgeous. Small winding cobblestone streets with a stone walled outer barrier, then vineyards and rolling green countryside.
On to Ansouis the next day, Sunday, and we arrived at Ferme De la Platane in the Luberon, very different from the Burgundy region, harder looking country surrounded by rugged hills, but no less beautiful.
We were welcomed by Rosemary our host with a supply of essentials such as wine, beer, fresh milk, baguettes and cheese and the accommodation is perfect, making it 4 out of 4 so far!
The further this trip progresses, the more beautiful the villages seem to be, we have arrived only 6 hours ago but as we left the restaurant La Recre in Lourmarin after arguably the best meal so far, Margaret does not want to leave and is checking out the Real Estate windows! Perhaps it is the excellent local wine talking.