Up early and on the road by nine, how did that happen?
After breakfast we loaded the last few items and set off for our next gite. The roads were clear and the weather good, although a wind was starting to get up. As we traveled across the region we stopped for a look at Forcalquier, a town that is the home to Henri Bardouin pastis.
Once parked we walked into the town and up to the citadel, the views were spectacular, the height giving a good all round panorama. We could see where we had come form all those days before, the Alps looking good in the sun light. A walk back to the car saw some items bought, and Val change her top for a cooler one.
Back in the town we found a small restaurant and ordered lunch. We shared a platter of calamari and ‘bennys’ before the main course,. Both of us chose moules frite. Excellent, the sauce on the mussels was thick and creamy, while the frites were thick ‘crisps’. Beer and water accompanied the meal. Not bad for an all in €36 .
Happy, we set off on the road again, this time aiming to get to our next gite as quickly as possible. As the miles passed and we dropped into Provence proper the wind got stronger, turns out we’ve arrived with the ‘Mistral’. We called at a supermarket in Apt for supplies and then drove on to Avignon and it’s southern ring road. I navigated us through and out, eventually getting on the road to our target just outside Roquemaure.
We located our accommodation and settled in. This gite is a lot bigger than we’re used too, the living room alone is almost as big as the last one! When the car was unpacked I threw a salad together and we ate.
A long day had taken it’s toll on us so, after reading for a short while we retired early.