A rummage through my photos reminded me I hadn’t written about this wonderful little town in the Vaucluse that I came across last year.
The memorial to the fallen, as seen in almost all communes in France denotes the start of the old part of the town, the new part being constructed on the other side of the river. The Medieval part of the town is joined to the newer half over the river Ouveze (which I didnt manage to get a picture of) by a 1st century stone bridge (idem). It climbs up, at an alarming rate, leaving the lower, modern city a long way beneath it.
The staircases to climb to the ancient tower wouldnt normally have been a problem, even at my advancing years, but the previous day I’d exerted myself slightly on my trusty velocipede, so I did struggle climbing up, but it must be said, once I got there ..
The reason my little legs were so tired is that very high peak you can see right in the distance. I’d popped up and down it a few times on the bike the day before, not really the recovery day I’d envisaged but was a lovely couple of hours.
I actually went on a Tuesday, which coincided with the locally famous open air market which takes place on the modern side. Again no photos but a very busy, bustling affair with lots of lavender and local produce for sale, as well as locally produced crafts.