The world is full of gorgeous places, but a top experience for me is an afternoon in Provence. The weather there this month has been lovely; pools are open and some people have even dipped a toe into the sea. The blooms are outstanding, the air is fresh and the rosé is chilled.
“We had been here often before as tourists, desperate for our annual ration of two or three weeks of true heat and sharp light. Always when we left, with peeling noses and regret, we promised ourselves that one day we would live here. We had talked about it during the long gray winters and the damp green summers, looked with an addict’s longing at photographs of village markets and vineyards, dreamed of being woken up by the sun slanting through the bedroom window.”
~Peter Mayle, A Year in Provence