Gorgeous Gordes! Perched on top of a mountain in the Luberon in the Provence-Alpes-Côte d’Azur region is this commune with a population of just over 2,000 people. The ride on the country roads from Marseille was full of curves, often steep, and oh-so-very-pretty as that legendary light so beloved by artists bathed the landscape with its hazy touch. At this time of year, there were not many tourists around and some shops were closed. But this is exactly how hubby and I like it so it was all for the best. The lovely lunch of white fish beurre blanc on the small village square was simple and scrumptious, and that lovely delicate rosé from the area is just like Provence itself – light, refreshing, with a perfume of fern, lemon and a touch of fruits. 

This trip has been a gentle reminder of how beautiful this part of Europe is. It’s been years since we’ve been back. I don’t want to stay away so long.


Route des Crêtes

Reaching this place was an exercise to keep a promise, specifically, hubby’s promise to take me to this exact same spot which I saw in a photo of him with business colleagues. When I wheedled out that promise from him, I didn’t expect that driving up hairpin bends was something that I had to undergo to enjoy a bird’s eye view of Cassis near Marseille. A first for me was seeing people scaling a 394-meter sheer cliff. They had reached the top by the time I thought to take a photo. I had butterflies in my tummy and trembly feet just looking at them. For me, going a half meter away from the edge was only possible on my bum. Crawling on my hands and knees was not an option either because the ground was too rocky. What a wimp!

I will leave the heroic deeds to others. I came for the view and I got it. That plus the certainty that heights are heady but surfaces just a little bit above sea level are fine by me.