Singapore

Did you know……

Tasmania is 68,401km sq with a population of 515,000

Singapore is 719.9km sq with a population of 5.607 million. Wow !!

BUT what a vibrant, clean, safe and fun place to visit.

 

 

Our boat for a trip up the river

 

Lau Pa Sat food markets

 

Leftovers
Clarke Quay

 

 

 

 

 

Rachael, who lives and works (head oboe player for 17 years with the Singapore Symphony Orchestra) and I had the funniest 2 hours pampering ourselves with a couple of beautiful and humerous Singaporean girls.

 

A storm forming outside our window

 

The French Cross

How I have loved the varied and often poignant crosses that are found all over France.

Protection for homes, farming fields, the entrance way to villages, schools and of course the village church. Oh… I nearly forgot the crosses in the beautiful, if somewhat stark, graveyards I have wandered on my own. (Mal does not share my fascination for graveyards).

 

This is my farewell post to France…

 

Au revoir France….. goodbye until we meet again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Battle of the Somme…Villers Bretonneux

Today we drove towards Belgium…….

Villers Bretonneux testifies to how Australia and France are united by firm bonds created by mutual gratitude and recognition. Like other countries, Australia came to the support of the “mother country” at the outbreak of war in August 1914. Together with New Zealand, they created the ANZAC. Their first action on the Somme took place on the 23rd July 1916 at Pozieres and later in April 1918 at Villers Bretonneux. This was a very significant battle for the Australian troops who stopped the German push at Villers Bretonneux over the 24th, 25th and 26th April, preventing Amiens from capture. 46,000 Australians died during this war in France with 11,000 with no known grave. I really do not need to say…war is such a terrible thing.

The ANZAC dawn service is held every 25th April at the Australian National Memorial at Villers Bretonneux where we visited today. A very moving place.

 

 

 

 

The flags manage to bring tears to my eyes….I am so proud to be Australian.

 

 

 

La Villa Eustache, Vertus…our home in the Champagne Region

What a beautiful villa we have found for our last week in France.  Owners Sophia and Frederick have made us welcome with relaxing breakfasts and even a delicious dinner with them last night. Sophia gave us a guided tour around Vertus yesterday, and even organized the most humorous private champagne tasting with a very amusing, if somewhat eccentric local sommelier. A perfect place to end our France holiday.

La Villa Eustache

 

La Villa’s kitchen…or part of the huge kitchen
Another bedroom view.. of endless vineyards

 

Vertus

 

Mal spitting champagne onto the ancient walls  as instructed at the champagne tasting..apparently a perfect way to appreciate the complex flavours. I nearly chocked when I had a go. Cedric, the sommelier looking on.

 

40 steps down underground. Dark and damp. With Cedric our eccentric sommelier giving us a private tasting, we were not sure whether we would return safely !!! Eventually did with champagne to share with Sophia and Frederick that night for an apperatif before the three course dinner they had prepared.

 

Our lounge at La Villa

 

Beautiful stairs…Yes we were at the top !!!!

 

Sophia and Frederick…our hosts

 

 

 

France Champagne Region…. Mercier Champagne

We are spending six days in the Champagne Region west of Paris before heading  back to Paris to begin our long haul home. I am not kidding when I say grape vines are everywhere. Every spare paddock right up to backyards and towns are vines after healthy vines. Even on the roundabouts !!! The region and it’s people are passionate about champagne. From my bedroom window I watch the vineyard workers at work, oh, except during the two hour lunchbreak when they head home or to the nearest bar.

We started off with a tour of the famous Mercier Champagne, all 18km of caves.

 

The caves

 

The caves are kept at 10 degrees in temperature and about 40 feet below ground.

 

 

 

 

La Roque Gageac

La Roque Gageac would be one of my favourite villages of all. After we discovered it on a previous visit to France, we returned today to explore some more. Located in south western France on the Dordogne River, the village is perched against steep limestone cliffs.

La Roque Gageac is believed to have been inhabited during  prehistoric times and still boasts the cliff side ruins of a fort built in the 12th century. After a major rock slide, the site was closed in 2007 but can still be seen from the village below.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hmmmm… castle to rent

 

 

French dogs…watch for doggy poos

Well all I can say is that Mal and I agree with the way the French respect and love their dogs.

Yes, dogs go everywhere, restaurants (even Michelin Star), cafes, bars, government offices, hospitals, shops……….  wherever humans go, dogs go !!!!!

All shapes and sizes… Molly would love it as she is a well behaved cafe dog in Australia.

More pizza please

 

George of Domme

 

 

Ohhhhh….I have had enough French food

 

Yes, compared to our last visit, the French are cleaning up the doggy poo issue… or trying too

 

 

This little dog guarded her shop every day

 

 

Two dogs keeping an eye on activities from their car in St Remy

 

 

 

 

 

The market dog… I won’t move, walk around me !!!

 

 

Fifi

 

The villages of Sarlat and Beynac

Are you sick of photos of old buildings yet, and I mean old. Fortunately for us, we are not.  Everywhere you look, drive or wander is another incredible structure. What stories they could tell. We visited a  village market today to buy steak, veggies and of course wine to cook a late lunch in our villa…. The meat was carved off a large slab of some sort of meat (not too sure what part ) then beautifully wrapped with care and placed in my  basket. And yes, it was perfect. Among many things, I will miss my basket when I leave.

 

Beynac

 

Our waiter at La Petite Tonnelle in Beynac et Cazenac, where we had lunch yesterday. We enjoyed this restaurant a few years ago, and it has not changed. Our waiter recognized Mals hat from the Targa Tasmania as he is a car enthusiast, so Mal gave it too him. He was so happy.

 

 

Only Mal having sweets at La Petite Tonnelle

 

 

 

The bronze geese of Sarlat

 

 

Sarlat

 

 

 

 

 

The village of Domme… our home for a week

Domme is a commune in the Dordogne in south west France.  It was founded as a stronghold in 1281. Only 600 years older than our home !!!! We are so lucky to call it home for the week. High on a hill overlooking the countryside it is a perfect example of an ancient walled village. Roses cover the walls everywhere I look,  so i am a happy girl ! We visited here years ago together on a previous visit to France, but only for an hour, so were determined to return.

 

Our 3 storied villa for the week

 

One of the two bedrooms in our villa ….600 years old

 

One of the views from Domme village centre

 

 

 

 

 

 

Domme ….. change of seasons

Our beautiful little village that is home at the moment, Domme, woke me up to two different environments this week on my walk to the boulangerie to pick up my baguette for breakfast. A tiny village mounted high on a hill, busy during the day with tourists, but we are made feel like locals, after hours, with the small local community.

Photo taken yesterday morning

 

Photo taken this morning with Domme surrounded in fog, although the day turned into a hot 30 degrees. Yes, Domme is high up on a hill.

 

 

Najac France

What can I say….wow.  Najac is another beautiful village. Najac is on a steep promontory that domiates the valley of the Aveyron River. While we loved Provence, the countryside here in the Dordogne region of France is lush and green, similar to Tasmania in spring, autumn and winter. We stayed a night near Najac before heading to Domme, where we have booked into an old stone apartment in the ancient village for a week.

Najac… it was a foggy early morning, but the village is stunning. The impressive fortress is just poking through the fog.

 

Najac

 

Najac

 

Our rustic farmhouse accommodation for the night

 

Viaduc de Millau…This would have to be the longest and highest bridge I have ever travelled on

 

 

A home in Najac

 

 

 

 

 

 

Our last day in Provence

We leave Provence tomorrow to head north west, so spent today visiting the villages of Pontvieille and Maussane Les Alpilles, wandering the streets and markets, and enjoying a special lunch.

Hopefully you are not too tired of my photos, but the blog and photos create a wonderful memory for us in the future. France is such a complex, yet beautiful country with something different and often amazing around every corner. Photos cannot do it justice.

 

Kids getting ready to ride through the nearby forest.

 

At the markets

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Up near the chateau in Pontvieille

 

We loved the poppies growing out of the garden…just like yours Steph!!

 

 

Our restaurant for lunch today in Maussane Les Alpilles

 

 

There are many avenues of trees like these in Provence

 

 

 

 

 

Wisteria covering an arch…maybe a future project for Mal

Sounds of France

Pigeons calling,  dogs barking,  woman gossiping away in their beautiful flowing language from one high window to the other,  men talking loudly in words I unfortunately cannot follow while smoking what seems an unending cigarette and drinking another morning espresso or wine.

BUT the bells. How I love their sound which never fail to bring a smile to my face. I love knowing that the bells have been ringing for centuries in this ancient country and will continue to for centuries to come.

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French cars

Lucky I drive a French car. This must be why I like them . I love the classics you see driving around the streets of France.

Our Fiat “on steroids” hire car for our 7 weeks

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I snuck this one in because I liked it !!!!

Pont du Gard

Built 50 AD… yes very old. This UNESCO World Heritage monument, an ancient Roman aqua duct, crosses the River Gardon near the town of Vers Pont du Gard in southern France. It is the highest of all elevated Roman aqua ducts and I have to say, I am pleased we did not have to cross it in our canal boat last week !!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1100 year old olive trees …. wow. I got to hug them.

 

Les Baux de Provence

Les Baux de Provence is a French village in the Provence Alpes-cote d’Azur region of southern France. It has a spectacular position in the Alpilles mountains, set atop a rocky outcrop that is crowned with a ruined castle. A true walled village built in the 10th century. Amazing !!

 

From the top

 

 

 

 

 

Through the gates to keep the enemies out

 

Looking up, before we finished climbing

 

This photo of Les Baux de Provence, sitting on top of the rocks, was taken from the next hill.