Thursday: Chateaus of Provence

22 years ago - #Provence

Today we started by driving out to hit some of the chateaux (castles) of the area. We went to Chateau Barben, which is right next to the local zoo. The grounds were fantastic, but the only way to see it was to go with the tour, which we had just missed. We decided to come back.

A view of Chateau Barben
A view of Chateau Barben

Our next stop was Le Beaux, which is another walled village, high on a mountaintop. The views were stunning, but by this time, we were actually starting to get picky about our mega-quaint, medieval, walled villages. We did a bit of touring, had a magnificent lunch, and took the slow road back to Chateau Barben. We got the tour of the Chateau, which has, of course, spectacular views. Many of the rooms were very well stocked with period furniture. One of the highlights was a room that was wallpapered with leather. The leather had designs imprinted upon it and was original to the Chateau.

The grounds of Chateau Barben
The grounds of Chateau Barben

We returned to Aix and did a little shopping. I found a kitchen supply store and went a little nuts.

For dinner that evening, we had one of the best meals I've had in my life. I started with a cream of leak soup that had tomatoes and sausage in it. My main course was a steak stuffed with foie gras, served with green onions wrapped in bacon. And dessert was unbelievable: it was four small desserts based on a chestnut theme. There was chestnut mousse, chestnut créme brulee, some sort of chestnut pudding in a shot glass with whipped cream, and chestnut ice cream. I can't remember what David had other than the foie gras for an appetizer. After his first bite, he said, "I am ordering foie gras at every meal from now on."

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Today, there was more touring of Provence. We started off going to Cavaillon to see a cathedral and a synagogue. The cathedral and cloister were beautiful and the synagogue was a highlight.
I can't say that we had the best flight to Nice. We couldn't get seats together on the flight out, but a woman was kind enough to switch with us. We didn't sleep much at all on the flight over, so by the time we got to Heathrow, we were pretty tired. And then our flight kept getting delayed, we got stuck on the runway, and we sat next to this crazy woman that kept shifting every five seconds and was crying (literally) about not being able to sit at the window.
I barely remember waking up enough to join David for breakfast. I went back to the hotel room, took a little post-breakfast nap, a long bath, and then decided to greet the day. I took a walk through Old Nice again, going a little closer to the coast. I ended up at Promenade des Anglais and walked through the open market.