Les Baux

After Burgundy we drove straight down to Les Baux-de-Provence, a favourite spot from visits many years ago when we had holidays in Nimes. Nimes where denim comes from, Les Baux where bauxite comes from.

And it really was warm enough for summer clothes even though we arrived late in the afternoon, and I had to do a quick change behind the car.

The sunshine was what HoF travelled all this way for.

There were gizzards and trotters on the menu, but we weren't quite brave enough for that, in case it was a waste of money. We did both have rabbit on another day though, and you wouldn't find that on an English menu either. And just in case you should find the tip useful, you don't need to pay to park in Les Baux in the evening. It was very nice to be able to walk the streets unencumbered by other tourists.