Why hello there! Thanks for popping by. After my Weekend in Marseille blog post (which a lot of you seemed to enjoy!) I thought I would share with you another travel-themed post.
If any of you know France quite well, you might know that Marseille is only a 30 minute drive from the beautiful town of Aix en Provence. If you want to experience the stereotypical Provence lifestyle, then Aix, with its cobbled streets, gardens and squares filled with bustling cafes, is where you should go. As Katie had to work on Monday afternoon, I decided to take myself off for a little exploration of this colourful, Roman town. So come and join me on my stroll…
The first place I came to see was the main street of Cours Mirabeau; a typical long stretch of road lined with people enjoying their cafe au laits in the various brasseries. At the bottom, lies the famous fountain in the centre of the Rotonde roundabout.
Unfortunately, as we’ve only just entered Spring, the trees lay bare of the usual greenery you might see in a tourist brochure. However, I did spot a few signs of spring forcing their way through…
Allow yourself to get lost amongst the winding streets and you might just encounter a beautiful building.
Wouldn’t this be the perfect location for a photo shoot??
Of course, I had to head to the main square; Place de Hotel de Ville.
This guy didn’t look too happy though …
If you happen to go to France, make sure you find a Cure Gourmande. The most delightful confectionery shop filled with everything a sweet-lover could want…
Finally, take yourself away from the sun and stop in one of the countless cafes for a bite to eat and a cold glass of wine.
I must say, I had one of the nicest lunches I’ve had in a long time in Aix. A plate of scrumptious beef carpaccio served with anchovies, capers, rocket and parmesan. It looked so good I’d already had a few mouthfuls before remembering to take a snap!
Ok, so I know carpaccio is more of an Italian dish than typical southern French, but it was so incredibly refreshing; just what I needed after a few hours of walking in the heat!
It also came with the most delicious bowl of french fries. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good British chip; thick-cut, stuffed with fluffy potato and traditionally served in newspaper. But for me, there’s nothing more satisfying than a thin, salty french fry. Just don’t ask for ketchup! Apparently that’s a very typical “British tourist” thing to do.
What a lovely day. Can I move to France now?
Have you ever been to Aix en Provence? Would you like to go?
Thanks for reading!