We decided to make an unplanned stop in Narbonne as a tribute to Jerry Collins. That’s the beauty of having a rental car! It was a pretty wee town with nice shops, restaurants, church etc. and it was fun watching the barges go through the locks. Plus I scored my pink floral sneakers there, on sale of course.
We arrived at Sete, and our mouths dropped open. It was the most stunning, gorgeous fishing town. We checked into our gorgeous L’Orque Bleu hotel, and ventured into town to eat at Les Halles food market. We shared a delicious tapas plate before venturing towards their huge outdoor market that was closing up. Geez it was busy and scorching hot. Thank goodness we love the heat. Later I just soaked up the atmosphere on our hotel balcony for hours, while hubby snoozed. We ventured out for dinner but had to have an obligatory aperol spritz first. We ate at Pasta Politi, recommended by Trip Advisor. We had the most delicious Veal Milanese and red wine. We skipped dessert but were kindly served a shot of limoncello with our espresso and some sweets. Italians are good like that. We had a lovely stroll around the dock afterwards before heading back for some shut-eye.
It was sad to leave however our journey just continued with more beauty. Cassis, was yet another drop-dead gorgeous seaside town. For at least 40 minutes we struggled to find a park and nearly got to the stage of flagging it but we just couldn’t, knowing what lay in front of us. The walk down from high up in a residential area was worth it. The boutique shops, fab restaurants and beach were amazing. The water was freezing which did surprise me though.
Lunch on the terrace at Le Golfe hotel was divine and we enjoyed our humongous salads. After a spot of shopping, we didn’t have time to drive to Bandol so headed to Aix-en-Provence via Marseille. The drive down the hill was spectacular and some of the residential areas beautiful. Marseille city itself was pretty ugly with lots of graffiti so we just carried on through the town. Seen it. Done it.
I really liked Aix-en-Provence; it was a mix of new and old and everyone was so elegant. The old town is by far the best and very easy to get lost in, but a nice lost. We did a spot of shopping, listened to some live music and ate at Le Pizza; the most divine Italian! Hubby had steak and I had veal escalope. The pizzas looked amazing and seem to be very popular in France. We ate outside on the gorgeous summer’s evening with another sensational bottle of red. Our Hotel Rotonde was great and it was nice to be stationed for 2 nights.
The next day we were advised by a friend Don to go eat at La Tomate Verte; a restaurant owned by a French couple who ran Le Metropolitaine in Cuba St, opposite Floriditas. We met MaryLine who was esthatic to meet some kiwis who were friends of a friend. Lunch was delish; fresh organic and quite trendy from the norm and business since April was going well. That night funnily enough we ate Vietnamese-French and it was good and our bottle of Rose was divine. Thanks Fabrice for the tip to drink Rose as Aix is famous for them and it was a nice change from red wine.
Next week France just continues to be blissful and I don’t want our journey to end.