Before we drove down to Camargue to greet the flamingos, we stopped off at Arles for a walk and some lunch. It’s a Roman city that still boasts majestic architecture like its amphitheatre and cathedral, and it’s a place where Van Gogh painted some of his most renowned works, including a childhood favourite of mine. Although it attracts many tourists, it felt like a relatively peaceful town where locals were shopping in the market and enjoying a provençal lifestyle,
I cannot get enough of French markets! Do you remember the one I went to in Bordeaux? It takes a lot of willpower not to grab something from every stall, and I’m pretty sure I could live off those freshly baked loaves of bread alone. Ok, maybe with a bit of cheese…
It was the most gorgeous day, and E, his dad and I took our time strolling around. My father-in-law is like a walking historical encyclopedia, and always gives me good history lessons whenever we visit somewhere!
The cathedral was beautiful, and there was also some great street music going on which I loved. If I was to compare Arles to any other French city I’ve been to, I would say it feels like a smaller and quieter version of Aix-en-Provence?
For lunch, we tracked down a restaurant I absolutely adored – Le Criquet. We had a lunch menu which was quite reasonable, and my octopus salad and pasta with prawns were both fantastic. We all loved the food, and our only regret is that we were too full for dessert! I would highly recommend this restaurant if you’re in the area.
Discovering new corners of the world is an experience that can’t be compared to anything else, and I feel so lucky and so happy to be able to visit places like these. A bit of a bonus that I married a Frenchman, and France is endlessly full of specials places to explore – I can’t wait to go back in August!