Hotel Restaurant Fabian Des Baux
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- Swimming pool
- Reduced mobility rooms
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... including a kind of focaccia, apparently typical of the Camargue. For ready-to-eat or take-away food there were huge dishes of paella as we have seen all over Arles. As you would expect, there were huge stalls of cheese, some selling only goats cheese and others only sheep's cheese. Stalls of tapenade of all kinds, and lots of honey stalls. Tomatoes of the 'ancien' kind as well large and small cherry tomatoes ...
... glass of rosť there for sentimental reasons before the homeward journey.
Once back in Aix, no one wanted to say goodbye, so after an extended leave taking from Edward, we retired to the nearest bar with Will, Jill and Caroline for a bottle of the best Sauvignon and a debrief of a fun day learning more about France's hidden depths, not to mention its political scene :)
... we headed back towards Avignon, on our way to visit the Chateau des Baux de Provence. Retracing our steps we were soon driving through the abundant vines of the region, back towards Montpellier again. The grey, heavy skies over Carcassonne started to lift the further north we went and the sun came out but the strong wind persisted. Veering eastward we went through the very top of the Camargue, seeing the famous white horses and many hectares ...
The next stop was Avignon and the city was hopping. We found a parking place right where we thought we should be able to see the Palais des Papes, the top attraction – but it was maybe not a legal place. In fact, I was pretty sure it was illegal…..so, even with handicap sticker hanging, I was nervous about being ...
... small, handpâinted terra cotta nativity scene figurines produced in Provence. We also cooled off with some locally made glace (ice cream and sorbet), purchased from a streetside cart parked in the shade of the narrow, winding alleyway. A refreshing dip in the hotel pool (only slightly shallower than the Marianas Trench) and a hearty dinner of beef with mustard sauce (steak-frites) and (alright, they really WERE) French fries topped off with a ...