Photo Diary: Saint-Paul de Vence, France
I had three hours to myself. I wasn’t interested in navigating solo through Nice but instead wanted to get a taste for the peaceful Provencial countryside. While the French Riviera lies within the historical region of Provence, the towns along the coast have other ideas of beauty – and they certainly attain it. I didn’t quite have time to see the famed rows of lavender but learned of a beautiful, medieval town not far from Nice’s airport, Saint-Paul de Vence. After twenty minutes of driving winding backroads and I arrived at a very petite parking garage. After finagling the SUV the girls and I had rented into a uncomfortably narrow spot, I made my way into town. It was a warm mid-June day, slightly overcast and incredibly windy. Saint-Paul de Vence is popular with tourists but not overly-so. There was room to breath. Seated on a hilltop, the town is made up of nothing else but a spaghetti route of narrow alleys, nodding to it’s medieval past. As I got my bearings, I passed one art gallery after another, and was reminded of La Jolla (California) plus a heap of history, flowers and cobbled stone.
As is the case with the rest of my photo diaries (like in Rome, Cannes & Santorini), my time in town was uneventful. I had coffee, window shopped and people watched. Mostly though, I took pictures. You could chalk up “taking a photo walk through a beautiful village” as one of my absolute favorite things to do.
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Have a great weekend, friends!
