Sunday, May 31, 2015

France Trip Part #3: Provence


Few regions offer as many iconic images of France than Provence. 
World-renowned for its illustrious scenery, clear blue skies, 
small stone villages, and local food markets, this region has a 
special identity and soul of its own, both of which are
composed of warmth, beauty, history, and charm. This part of the 
South of France, along with the Cote d'Azur, were #1 on my 
travel bucket list during my semester abroad, and I was so 
fortunate to have the opportunity to spend a week-end here
as everything from the food and scenery to the architecture
and art lived up to their respective reputations. 

SATURDAY, MAY 23RD

AVIGNON 

I arrived in Avignon from Lyon around 7:00 in the morning and while I was waiting for Aaron to arrive from Paris a few hours later, I decided to walk around this small town and explore it just before the crowds and heat arrived. 

The Papal Palace of Avignon 


The infamous bridge of Avignon
from the Papal gardens
(Le Tour de Philip le Bel and Fort Saint André
are pictured across the Rhone)

Avignon from above 


Small, little streets


Once Aaron arrived around 10:30, we set out
for the day and first toured the Papal Palace,
the seat of Western Christianity for roughly
70 years during the 14th century and just before
the Great Schism. 

The Palace is considered to be one of the largest and most
important medieval Gothic structures in Europe. 



Immaculate and well-preserved tombs 

Inside one of its many
large and austere rooms 

The Palace's courtyard

On the ramparts


An example of how it was extended and built
upon over time 

Lunch: a tuna quiche, green salad, and
cool rhubarb soup along with a glass
of white wine all for 11 euros 

Touring the bridge of Avignon, world famous
for the song of its namesake 

"On the bridge of Avignon
We all dance there, we all dance there
On the bridge of Avignon
We all dance there in a ring"


Walking to Villeneuve Lez Avignon,
the townacross from Avignon where the cardinals' mansions
were found as well as the former endpoint of the bridge

Avignon from the top of Le Tour de Philippe
Le Bel in Villeneuve lez Avignon


Enjoying the wind of the mistral and the Provençal sun

The quaint town of Villeneuve lea Avignon from above 


Walking through the little village and admiring
its charm and beauty 





At the entrance of Fort Saint André 

The fort from the bottom of the hill 

Avignon from the gardens of Saint André Abbey,
which are considered to be among the top 100 in France 



As you can see, it was quite windy that day and
couldn't allow the nice hat that Aaron bought me for my birthday
fly away in the wind!


Relaxing among the olive trees

A private chapel among the gardens 


Photos along our hour walk back to Avignon 



Fort and Abbey of Saint André from afar 

Le Tour de Philip le Bel from below 

The Bridge and Papal Palace of Avignon


These well-preserved city walls
run the periphery of the old town

 
My entrée: tartare du boeuf with avocado and fromage blanc

Aaron's: fresh foie gras

My plat: lamb and ratatouille 

SUNDAY, MAY 24TH

Visting Avignon's Provençal open air market








ARLES

It was recommended to us to visit Arles for the day as not only is it a quintessential provençal town, but it is renowned for its roman ruins and most importantly, for being the home of Vincent Van Gogh during one of his most productive and arguably most iconic part of his life. 




Hotel du Ville and the Town Center 


Arles' amphitheater 






The interior of the amphitheater 

Arles from above 



One of my favorite shots taken from that day
as it shows not only Arles' old-style charm and beauty,
but also how empty the streets were during our time there,
an experience that made us
feel as if we were the only ones there who had the opportunity
to discover this town for ourselves. 






One of the pictures found during the
Vincent Van Gogh walk (or rather
scavenger hunt) of Arles 


Examples of his work produced here during his stay

Fun fact: Aaron's family has a print of this painting
in their home in Houston!


The captions below each painting were actually extracts
from his letters to his brother, Theo, during
which he described what he was painting or how he was feeling during that time



A close-up of the painting 

One last time in Avignon before boarding the train
to go to Nice



A truly memorable and magical weekend 

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