1/10/20-1/16/20 Fontvieille and the South of France

Greetings from the lovely south of France and specifically the beautiful village of Fontvieille, France. It’s fitting, we started our journey approximately ten months ago in an old German village and finished in an old French village.

As you can see from the enclosed map, Fontvieille is in the middle of the south of France. It’s about a three hour drive from Nice, with about €30 in tolls on the highways (wouldn’t miss those toll roads).

We are staying in a beautifully restored early 1700’s Airbnb. The village of Fontvieille is quite small and incredibly beautiful.

Note the wonderful French fireplace, with fires every night👍

The buildings here are interesting, they are constructed from huge pieces of Limestone, some are whitewashed, some stucco. Just beautiful

Next day, bright and early, a short drive to Arles for the largest Farmers market/flea market in the area. Huge and full considering it’s the middle of January.

Baguettes so light and crispy they taste like Angels baked them 😜

Remember, the majority of people don’t have ovens in their homes in Europe, with rotisserie’s very common.

Arles is a lovely city with a long Roman history.

Next day, a driving, walking tour of the areas villages and city’s. Les Baux-de-Provence

Saint-Remy-de-Provence and the surrounding areas.

Tarasque, the medieval river monster, now the hero of summer festivals.

The next day, a walking tour of Fontvieille, again huge Roman influences, note the Viaduct.

We stayed in this area in May, so we went back to visit our favorite city, Uzès, a wonderful village.

Avignon, a beautiful walled city.

Aix-en-Provence, wonderful city.

Last day, you don’t think we’d forget to revisit the world famous Châteauneuf-du-Pape region. Not on our watch🍷😎

Wonderful, wonderful time the last two weeks here in the south of France. I’ve told you before, we love it here. It’s definitely on our redo list, possibly for the winters. Tomorrow, the TGV train to gay Paris for an overnight stay and then Mexico City.

Ha, ya didn’t think we’d visit the south of France without a picture of one of the many Boulangeries. The bread is the best in the world. So light, angels must be the bakers😎🍷

Au revoir