Southern France
July 13-24, 2013
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Just south of Cannes |
In only a few hours of driving you can go from the middle of the Alps to the Riviera. We drove south
through the Italian countryside. Once
along the Mediterranean your driving choices are crowded freeway with limited
views and culture, or seaside road with manic traffic, motorcycles and scooters
passing left, right and sideways, plus maze-like transits through small towns.
It was kind of fun and terrible at the same time. We did a little of both routes hoping that France would be less hectic than Italy.
We stopped for a much needed break in Monte Carlo, Monaco, and had a snack while people and yacht watching. Further down the French coast we found red rocks that looked just like Sedona!
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The town of Vence |
Our home base for these two days was a very nice B&B
with a pool near Vence. Our only
issue was the last few miles of narrow winding road to get to and from it each
day. We spent a day at the beach and I got to swim in the Mediterranean. The
women in France all wear two-piece suits. Mary was usually the only one on
every beach in a one piece, except for two ladies in their 80s! (and of course
there were a few with only the bottom portion of their bikinis on).
Our B&B host suggested we take a small mountain road
through the Gorge du Verdon on our way to Provence. After the winding and crowded waterfront road we weren’t
excited about a winding mountain road, but we are sure glad we took their
suggestion. The Gorge itself was
not so wide but it was deep and the rock formations on the way reminded us of
the Sierras. In fact, France reminded us of California in a lot of places. It
was WAY more mountainous than we expected. Not too far from the gorge, we
discovered a small medieval town tucked into a hillside called Moustiers des
Saint Marie. It was a fantastic
setting with a chapel tucked high into the rock-cliff and a spring-fed stream
running right through the middle of town. We really liked this place which is
known for it’s ceramics. Beyond the gorge the river flowed into beautiful lake.
In Provence, we stayed in Greoux les Bains, a cute little
town with lots of cafes. Nice
small hotel, narrow stairway to third floor, no-air conditioning, but a very
large un-heated pool that I appreciated very much. We had a wonderful drive
through the blooming lavender and sunflower fields but we missed the baths. We
were also happy to see a wide variety of crops in France, but still no
wildlife. Our only sightings were two foxes.
I love the small towns that look like they haven’t changed
in a few hundred years. The
economy of these places is very interesting. I realize that new development and large cities keep the
countries going, but there is something very satisfying about being in a small
town of maybe 500 people where the stores, houses and small businesses have
been in their same location and operated at essentially the same volume of
business for hundreds of years.
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Rennes les Bains |
Speaking of small towns our next stop was a hot springs hang
out during the hippie days. Rennes
Les Bains is a very small town in the foothills of the Pyrenees. The natural hot spring is still
accessible just outside town, but there is a developed warm pool in town where
most people go. While we were
there, remnants of the hippie heyday were everywhere - a small open-air market,
young nomadic singles and couples with kids, etc. Mt Bugarash is nearby and has some of the same legends and
aura as Mt Shasta. Mary and I hiked about half way up. It is a very cool place.
Carcassonne is a fully restored medieval town complete with
towers and moat. It is very
We
stayed overnight just outside the walls of the ancient city so we were able to
hang around into the night and enjoy a lovely meal. I liked Carcassonne very much.
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Carcassonne |
touristy but also very great.
After a long drive on the wonderful and expensive French
highway system, we arrived in Chartres, home to the wonderful and magical
Cathedral of Chartres. Our hotel
room had a good view of the front the Cathedral that dominates the town and
surrounding area. The Cathedral
dates from the 11th century, has a labyrinth in the floor and some
of the most amazing stained glass and flying buttresses. At night during summer they project a
laser light show on three sides of the cathedral and a few other buildings in
town. On TV or the web the show
looks pretty hokey, but in-person it is really spectacular. Since the sun sets so late, the shows
go late into the night. We were able to see it lit up from our bed.
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Chartres Cathedral |
Speaking of late sunsets…I had always thought that Paris was
at about the same latitude as San Francisco, but it is more like Minneapolis.
Almost all of the major cities in northern and central Europe are in the higher
latitudes. Florida actually lines up with Saudi Arabia!
Our last stop was Paris. We got to Paris the day the Tour De France was ending there.
We watched the finale from our hotel room rather than fight the crowds on the
Champs Elysees. Our last two days in Paris were very hot - 95 degrees! We toured around the city and caught
all the major sights, but it was very crowded in late July so we only got into
one Museum, the Rodin, which is one of my favorites.
After a wonderful flight to Atlanta on an Air France Boeing
777, and a short hop on Delta to Sarasota (SRQ) we were very glad to be back in
our new home. By the way, Air
France had great meals, fservice, free drinks and smiling happy flight
attendants in economy - what a pleasant surprise.
Logistical Suggestions: If you drive in Europe, we highly recommend
a GPS. They aren’t perfect but they are great for roundabout directions and if
you make a wrong turn they just pick-up from wherever you are. The French
freeways are expensive, but worth it for the time saving and they have great
and plentiful rest and service areas. It was not any fun driving in England! Being on the wrong side of the road, on the wrong side of
the car is a challenge. Add tiny roads with hedges or walls right up to the
asphalt and you’ll find Mary hyperventilating.
Thoughts on Food: We were thankful not to see a lot of
American fast food places. We saw
none in the smaller towns and only MacDonald’s, Burger King and KFC in the
larger cities. England had very little vegetables on most menus (only peas),
and almost no salads. France had
great salads, but they were expensive relative to other items on the menus.
France, of course, had generally very good food, one surprising thing was that
pizza and pasta were everywhere in France. We never thought we could get tired
of wine, bread and cheese, but I think we did it on this trip. A glass of wine
in France was often as cheap as a cup of tea, so how can you turn that down?