It turned out to be Yoly's favourite ride of the trip so far because there was so much to see in this lovely country side. We could smell the lavender, olives, rosemary, sage and other great smells. We stopped at store in little town on the way to buy some water and local fruits then discovered that it was no ordinary store. They sold only local products like olive oil, wine, cheeses and bake goods. There is no such thing as seedless fruits here, the come right from the tree. Everything was fresh and tasty.
We climbed all over the ruins of a castle that dated back to before the Romans. There were two big climbs but the second one was worse because Yoly loaded me down with $34.60 worth of candy for the second climb. They were candied fruits that remind Yoly of the candy shop in her home town of Antigua Guatemala. We decided to save some of candy for Tom when we meet up with them in Avignon. We took some scenic routes that added the climbing but they really were scenic routes.
The scenic route!
The first climb, Yoly can hardly keep up! The ruins of the castle are top right.
Candy.
Ceramic frog.
Ruins of an old castle.
Olive groves.
A ceramic shop that made us think of our next door neighbours Ray and Mary.
An old windmill.
The built towers on top of the high peaks to look out for Saracen mauraders from the other side of the Mediterranean who would raid the cities regularly.
Old school tanning salon.
The ruins of the old castle don't really fit into the picture they are huge and you can't really get far enough away to show I properly.
Remains of a set Roman monuments beside the villa we were staying at.
A cat and an olive tree. It reminded us of Mamushi.
A Praying Mantis.
Ruins of a city that existed befor and during the Roman era but was deserted after the disintegration of the empire when the city of St Remy proved to be a safer place to live.
Ears.
Water from the sacred spring used to run from this guys mouth into the large cool pool in the Roman baths
All the rocks were cut in a quarry not far from here but it looks like they were in the bottom of the ocean for a while.
One corner of one of two twin temples was restored in the 1990s. It must have been quite a town in its heyday.
This is what it looks like from the tp of the hill.
There was a crazy guy named Vincent Van Gogh who resided in the local loony bin, he painted a lot of nice pictures while he was here.
Paul Hospise
The hospice of Saint Paul was an inspiring place for Vincent.
His room.
These nice ladies reported the loose donkey and kept him safely off the street until the police arrive to chase the donkey around the fields. Then they showed us how to eat coucoulotes or something that sounds like that off of that tree behind them.
She almost had the donkey but turns out it wasn't his first rodeo.
We followed the route to the places where Vincent painted his paintings.
Nice gate, good size too!
A dog like Xela rideing in style and comfort in her own dog trailer, we are getting one for our trip to Antarctica.
Teddy bears falling out the windows
Looked in a restaurant window and guess who was looking back?
There were ramparts, then they built a hospital into the ramparts now it is a very nice chocolate shop.
The fancy villa we stayed at.
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