We’re winding our way slowly north, stopping today at La Garde-Adhemar. The village is set into a limestone spur, surrounded by defensive walls and is also known as the white nymph of the Tricastin plain. […]
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2018 Day 102 – Aigueze and Montclus
*Happy dance* The sun is holding. I had dreadful visions of bring trapped inside for a month while storms raged outside. Instead, we’re in the heart of Provence, watching its loveliness unfold before us under […]
2018 Day 101 – Les Baux de Provence
Oh thank goodness, the sun is out. Just when I thought I’d go mad from the rain, the weather gods deliver a perfect day with clear blue skies, as if the storms of the past […]
2018 Day 100 – An exercise in frustration
Day 100. It really should have been a milestone for celebration, but instead it serves as a lesson in abject frustration. Fresh from our decision for a preference to not fall off a mountain roads […]
2018 Day 99 – Ansouis
Whilst hair-raising for us atop a Ligurian mountain top, the storms in Europe have wrecked destruction making news as far as Australia. With landslides, flooding, felled trees and drownings, 11 people have been reported dead […]
2018 Day 98 – Sainte-Agnes
Having made our decision to make our way back to France, Chris speeds up the process via the autostrada. Along the way, we see ingenious greenhouses, terraced into the mountains. We cross out of Italy […]
2018 Day 96 – Emilia Romagna
On the road again…much of today feels very much like that classic Willie Nelson song. The weather is not our friend. Our gloriously extended summer appears to be at an end. There’s a decided chill […]
2018 Day 95 – Carpi and Parma. Almost.
We had great plans for today. A quick side trip to the town of Carpi, followed rather closely by an orgy of parma ham and parmigiano reggiano tastings in Parma. We almost made it too. […]
2018 Day 94 – Modena
Whereas Bologna has unsung food heroes, there is little doubt where Modena’s claim to fame lies: it’s embedded in a culinary star, the fine art of DOP balsamic vinegar production. It becomes clear after today […]
2018 Day 93 – Allegedly, a “rest”
So you know I crunched my ankle at an angle that no ankle was ever meant to be. Then walked on it for 5 hours or so in Bologna. That ended with an ice pack, […]
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