| Funny how you look on a map, point at a town and say, “Ok lets head for that, it’s where we want to be” …. and when you get there … you think … “OMG, even with pretty trees framing it, it still looks like a nuclear power plant, we are so out of here” … well that was Gardanne. Oops, keep driving |  |
Quite accidentally, after another wrong turn, we stumbled upon this tiny, delightful hilltop village of Mimet. Its name even falls softly off your lips. In the centre of the village, a very old, very quaint, interesting and funky Hotel called Le Grand Puech where we spent a very pleasant evening and could easily have stayed longer. Such a tiny town, but that evening the hotel restaurant was booked out for a full Jazz Band gig, and 50m down the road, a fabulous free Gospel singing show was also on offer. “Puech” means volcanic hill, and this town is proud of its massive Sleeping Giant – can you work it out?
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|  … and a sideboard to die for |
 Mimet from the lower road |  killer staircase |  The Sleeping Giant – head on left, foot sticking up on right, legs crossed – see it? |  sunset from our balcony |
Again, another set of stunning and often simple, photographs. To soak up all that history and see the stunning villages, scenery etc must be so special to you both. I am so enjoying your travels. Di you are going to have so much material to paint on your return!
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