Provence, France The blues of doors, the teals and aqua shutters, the colors that dot the landscape are ones that are evident in the paintings of Van Gogh. The country side looks like a painting. A place that is full of such beauty, it inspires artistic creation.
The senses overwhelmed, colors, tastes, smells, the feeling of the sun, biting into a fresh fig, it was a road trip unlike any I had taken. We ate fanciful food, presented as artistic creations defying gravity. The sauces mingling, conversing on the tongue.
While in Les Baux, we went on an olive oil tasting, coating the mouth in oil like you would red wine, sounds disgusting, but I assure you, it was incredible. The different oils, peppery, green, light, delicious. I ended up getting a bottle of the most biting peppery oil, perfect for salads. Yum!
Unfortunately we had just missed the lavender harvest, but the sunflowers stood, drying out baking in the sun.
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