Tuesday, April 26, 2011

In The Alpilles, Part One




Saved. I have to say that was exactly what Remi and I felt when we received the invitation from our friends to come and stay with them in the country for Easter. We had felt as if we were being cooked under the pressure of the Feria and I was worried that one of us would snap. A town of Arles' size has a hard time containing the energy of a million pastis fuelled visitors and by Saturday afternoon, I could tell that trouble was brewing in the streets. We both sighed in sync then started grinning as we pulled beyond the police barriers and left the chaos behind. 

The Alpilles isn't the most famous corner of Provence, but for me, it is its heart. The olive groves and vineyards are actively farmed, the homes lived in instead of being a showcase for two weeks out of the year. There is a charm, a douceur that I have never felt anywhere else. And that certainly pertains to hospitality as well. As soon as we arrived, we were immediately shown to a cocoon of a guest room. Everything possible had been thought of to make us feel at ease. We have spent many long afternoons at this wonderful home but it was the first time that I slept there and the experience left me feeling slightly dizzy. Such a drastic shift towards quiet and peace. To be served foie gras and champagne and a gateau de poisson (which sadly translates to an unassuming "fish cake") in a lobster sauce that I will dream of for months. Conversation a plenty but also knowing when to be left  to have time to breathe.








There is nothing more enjoyable than going on walks in the open--more of that to come. Beyond their wonderful property, we were also shown the Chateau de Manville, a 16th century stronghold from the time of King François the First. The patina from such a date can't be invented and although they are more recent, I could imagine that these moss covered roof tiles would tickle the fancy of some of the interior designers that visit this blog. As for the stone wall, I couldn't help but wonder if it had come from a previous outbuilding of the chateau? On the other side of the iron gate, a small creek rustled and irises swayed in a slight breeze. 






The light seemed to trill, fingers pulling harp strings, as we headed back to their house. In good company and with the knowledge that we would be well taken care of. Remi and I don't belong to such a luxurious realm but are fortunate to have friends that are generous in sharing it with us. Such a break, a relief and I am very grateful to have had such a wonderful experience. Sometimes the best travelling isn't what we planned for, just something that provokes a shift inside, no matter how subtle.



10 comments:

Phil Lowe said...

lovely poetic description filled with honesty and I really liked your images of the garden and of the blue shutters in the heat. Sounded idyllic. Hope that you both had a great time there.

Jane and Lance Hattatt said...

Hello:
How wonderful all of this looks and sounds - soft, quiet countryside, good food, excellent company, friendship, the solace of old buildings, unspoilt France.

It is so very reassuring to know that it is still possible to find all of this in today's hectic, noisy and, at moments, very crowded world.

You write at the start about pulling beyond the police barricades; here in Hungary, once in place, there is no escape!

Lost in Provence said...

Hungary! I can't wait to find out more about you both! And yes, it is amazing how most of us have come to accept so much noise as normal, isn't it?

Phil, thank you so much for your kind words. Yes, it was a little bit of heaven, just for two days.

Jenn said...

Just LOVELY!! You make me want to travel more. :) I'm so glad you had a nice Easter -- certainly more exciting than mine. :) Love the photos!!

Bruce Barone said...

How beautiful!!!

Gldiebr said...

What a wonderful escape! I relaxed just reading about your getaway. Gorgeous lighting in the photos. Dreamy!

under spanish moss said...

Oh how beautiful! What a pleasant surprise for you guys. Sounds like a perfect get a away spot.
Angela

Acquired Objects said...

I see why you're a writer and what a fabulous place to escape too. It's all so beautiful, I hope you enjoyed you holiday!

quintessence said...

What a beautiful poetic post - with exquisite visuals to match!! Sounds like a perfect weekend - and certainly looks it. So looking forward to part 2!!

Lost in Provence said...

Thanks everyone for all of the kind comments. We actually were invited back for a very fun dinner the other night--it was hard to go home! I was all too ready to just head upstairs to the guest room. ;)