Red dirt pine trees and rocks - Provence
Mount Sainte-Victoire
Because our bus only stops at a few destinations and no where in between we had to make our own way to our next destination Aix-en-Provence. We caught a local bus for 21 euros each and arrived in Aix (x) just after midday. There we were met by Ralph who is my second cousin twice removed... or my grandads cousin with a generational gap (its complicated i know, lets just say he is whanau).
We drove back to Ralphs house to meet his lovely wife Tricia and have a beer and some lunch, this was just the beggining of a great five days. The weather was not its best but we decided to chance it and ventured out for a walk with our jackets. The rain cleared and we walked through some forestry land where everyone can go walking in any season except for summer due to a very high fire risk. Feeling comforted by the recent rain we through a landscape that is a rich red colour with lots of bluffs and cliffs, olive trees and wild thyme rosemary and lavender. It was the first of many nice walks.
We filled our time with visiting a few local markets and trying all their olives mmm so good! And a few more walks around the bottom of a mountain one day and up it the next. The mountain (Mount Sante Victoire) is named after a battle fought on it in 1st century BC where they say the river ran with blood and the valley running down from the mountain is named after the stench of the rotting bodies, yet another roman victory over the celts. The mountain is mostly all bare rock so it made for a very hot hike but great views of a very hazy landscape, maybe due to the huge refinery just over another range. At the top there was a little Priory from the 1500 century where a bunch of people were doing an archiology dig, and a huge cross at the summit where we were rewarded with a great view and a cool breeze.
The following day we took it easy and visited Marseilles a huge city on the coast. About half of the population of Marseilles are migrants so the city has a very different culture along with a huge crime rate. On a hill overlooking the city we checked out a church that was dedicated to the seafarers, it was really different to any other church we had been into, it was still ornate and stunning but was covered with model ships and small paintings people had given when a family member had been saved from a tragedy at sea, it was nice to see one of these churchesa bit more connected to the people than the rest we have seen. The markets were amazing with a lot of arab and african influence so a huge variety of food. Our gudie Tricia treated us to a few things we had never seen or tasted before.
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