Back To Sunny Provence, South France: Gordes (Part 10)

Posted: September 18, 2016 in Family, France, French, Informative, Personal, Provence
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In part 9, I wrote about our laid-back, relaxed and lazy day which wrapped up in a lovely find almost in the middle of nowhere. 

The following day was a complete surprise for me and the boys; an unplanned trip. Hubby kept mum all morning and did not want to tell us where we were heading to. Well, I love surprises, so no complaints there! All I saw was the journey had a distance of 77 km on the GPS. It could bring us anywhere…

While I was dozing off, I suddenly woke up and found that hubby was driving on a long and winding road…

Huh? Are we driving up Le Mont Ventoux again?

Erm… wait a sec… it looked as if the long and winding road followed the line of shady bulwarks.


And then we saw the most appealing vision of a very charming fortress perched on the edge of the high Plateau de Vaucluse

The alluring fortress is called Gordes, a hilltop village crowned by its Renaissance castle. 

By the way, Gordes is ranked as one of the ‘Most Beautiful Villages in France‘.  

Houses are built on slopes and narrow cobbled streets that coil through the town leading to steep steps. 

To be honest, I had not been walking so strenuously in a long while and climbing up the so many steps was the best work out ever! 

It was such a joy strolling around the narrow streets that climbed up between tall houses. 

The best discoveries were the perfectly restored dry-stacked walls built from years gone by and the panoramic view of the valley and mountains of Luberon

Breathtakingly stunning!

And by the way, Gordes is one of the “in” villages of Luberon where many movie stars and artists have made their home. We found that out when we walked back to the foot of the hills. After the long walks and sweating buckets under the glaring August sun, we were in dire need of something cold and refreshing to rehydrate our body. 

We stopped at Le Renaissance. Because it was such a hot day, we headed for the shady terrace. A butler stopped us and asked if we were there to eat. We said, “no, we just want to drink“.  He replied, “sorry you can’t sit here“. He sent us away and pointed to the tables and chairs in the open space under the glaring sun!!

My sons and I ordered fresh juices while hubby had his pastis. When we were done, I goggled at the price tag in disbelief! 

What?! Eur 45 for the drinks?!!  That’s a lot of Euros to impart for just 4 drinks. That’s daylight robbery.

We ain’t no movie stars or famous people and we certainly felt the pinch immediately.


After paying the bill, we left and walked downhill along the narrow streets of cobblestones and found a crowded little terrace or patio (shaded) . I was attracted to that restaurant because of the sound of one of the set lunches. It was roasted chicken legs with lavender honey,  for only Eur 16.50 plus dessert. Hubby and I went for that.

The boys had à la carte of Salade niçoise and Salade gourmand. 

In hindsight, after ogling at my older son’s plate of Salade niçoise. I should have gone for that!

Too late!

If not for the lavender honey, the roasted chicken plate was nothing at all. There was not much finesse in the presentation with dollops of mashed celeriac and mushy courgette at the side. The dessert was one miserable scoop of chocolate ice cream served in a small air-tight jar.


We left Gordes at 3 pm and was home by 4 pm. The boys went straight to the pool while I tried to align the photos on my iPhone to document some memorable moments of our sunny Summer hols in the Provence in this post 😉

I was looking forward to the next day as it would be our last and final shopping day…

Cheers!

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