Number 94 bus and 'Nice' airport shuttle bus deposited me safely at terminal two, arrivals. Barbara with wheelie bag and big smile soon walked through the arrivals door from her Easy Jet flight from Edinburgh. We together reverse negotiated the buses returning to 'Cagne sur Mer' where a snug, and very quiet, campsite safely housed Sadie and Tanya. Quiet campsite housed us for one more day as Barbara settled in. Part of 'settling' included a very enjoyable lunch at one of the 'Chateux Grimald' cafes amid the old part of 'Cagne sur Mer.'
Next day saw us on our way. I was keen to move away from the hustle and bustle of the highly populated 'Cote d'Azur'. Sure enough as we headed up 'Gorge de loup' it felt good to be once again on the move upon the less busy and well maintained French roads. With of course, sitting alongside me sharing Tanya's seat, the added bonus of a much loved travelling companion.
'Moustier St Marie' is where we are at present. A gorgeous medieval village tucked right into the dramatic cliffs containing the stunning 'Gorge de Verdon'. Sun is shining, tea is being prepared and let me tell you. There is not much wrong with the world right now.
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Pig again. This time however; not a scary scenario. Far from it. These were a rare breed of 'Hungarian Mangalica' piggy's. Big woolly floppy eared beasties with squealing stripy piglets running around mum who snuffled her way about the large orchard enclosure. Barbara and I, plus Tanya of course, were on a morning walk around the beautiful village of 'Maubec' here in the 'Luberon valley' area of Provence. We stopped to watch these piggies and to read how they were near extinction before conservation and good marketing of their highly valued, and rich in Omega 3, meat products saved them.
The plan, after our walk was to move on, find a supermarket, which we did, and travel to 'Arles', which we did'nt. Instead we returned to 'Oppede de Vieux' just along from vineyard surrounded 'Maubec'. 'Oppede' is one of many 'perched on a hilltop' villages in this area. In medieval days it was fully populated but alas it's steep narrow cobbled streets now wind through ivy covered ruins. Slowly though, as artists and the wealthy restore and live in what can only be described as a stunning and unspoilt location, it is coming back to life.
What a treat for us to pay a mere five Euros for the car park and be told by the attendant we were very welcome to stay the night.
"J'adore la France". Oops, sorry I have to correct that .... "Nous adorons la France".
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