Tuesday, March 19th
Triple Market Day in Aix-en-Provence
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What a morning! Rising at 7:00 am with no problem because of the time change,
I find out as I am taking my shower I can open the window in the stall and start experiencing France as I rinse off. It is the largest city we stayed in. I studied art history, art and French here almost 10 years ago. I'm afraid to see the changes, but excited to share so many delights with Aran. WE ARE ON OUR HONEYMOON!!!!!
After dressing, we fuel up on a wonderful breakfast and head into the old city. Centuries ago, Aix-en-Provence was once more cosmopolitan than Paris because the most powerful (and art-loving) Cardinal of all of Europe resided there.
Now off to the first of our markets (to our luck and my scheduling, all three markets were open Tuesday morning). The Flower Market is filled with roses of all shades, irises, birds of paradise, and more.
Our Reflection |
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Here's a happy couple we ran across in the city. Honeymooners and tourists, just like us. "Hey, she has the same camera you bought me for my 31st birthday!" |
| And now for the "flea market" market where we bought mom a table cloth, and Aran bought Jessica soaps from this guy. |
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Soap Seller |
Time to say goodbye to some of the Faces we found in Aix-en-Provence before we move westward to the next destination.
Aran Lunch |
First stop was in Martigues where we found a spot along the bay to eat the lunch that we had gathered back in Aix. We jumped out of our petite car, climbed on to the rocks lining the blue waters, and laid out a spread of succulent strawberries, herbed and moldy goat cheese, and a crusty bagget. Yummmmm! |
Jessica's
Strawberry |
Another 20 minutes on the road and we stop at a red light at Musee de Morales. An incredible all metal sculpture garden only closed ONE day a week. Mardi ( French forTuesday). But we saw quite a bit from outside the wall. (You rephrase and tell this one too!)
And notice the vibrant red in the center of the sign?
- Yes, that is Jessica's bouquet!
Around 4 in the afternoon we arrived in Port St. Louis sur La Rhone, where we called one of the only two Bed &Breakfasts where we had made reservations. The first two weeks of March are the end of off season and can be quite rainy, but not for us. So all of our places were incredibly cheap and didn't force us to reserve with a Credit Card. Barbara our host, assured us we were very close and gave us specifics to to Mas de Grand Peloux (www.grandpeloux.com). After a bit of windy road through horse fields, we buzzed through the gate and parked at this wonderful converted Farm estate. It was so calm. Barbara and her dogs showed us around a bit and we settled in quite nicely. We would spend two nights here. Which sounded glorious after spending a single night somewhere different all week: Cindy & Pat's in DC, Aran's sister's in Greenwich, Mom & Dad's hotel room, Barbara & my hotel room, the Honeymoon suite at Lord Thompson Manor, the Airplane, Aix, and now finally three days here.
Well, we showered, shaved and set off in search of a quaint restaurant in the nearby town, Port Louis sur le Rhone. We enjoyed a 4 course dinner at Tameris, where we received glasses of champagne on the house to celebrate our Vacance du Nuance - our honeymoon!
Pillow Frog |
On our way back to our room we met a visitor that we invited in for a game of Monopoly and a glass of wine before he went on his way and we slept like babies, honeymooning babies that is. |
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