Today (Saturday) was moving day. We had been staying in Robion – at a DEElightful little apartment. Here’s a pic of the shower:

Yes, it’s in the bedroom. It was shaped like a little tower, with steps up to it. How cute is that?
Back to moving day. We decided to take the back roads to see some more of Provence. We also wanted to see a few more “plus beaux villages.” Our first stop was Moustiers-Sainte-Marie.
PHOTOS OF MOUSTIERS SHOULD GO HERE
Marty is going to have to add photos because, for some cyber-silly reason, my tablet/camera is not uploading all of my photos – only a few, like the shower, above.
Suffice it to say, this little hill town was crowded with tourists for good reason. Beautiful, medieval (and older) buildings, enchanting cobble stone lanes, a centuries-old church (for some reason, Enya was playing while we were there!), set against a backdrop of cliffs and a tiny church high up in the hills (there was a path one could walk up to it but it was a Travel Day so, after our “plat du jour” lunch of a gratinee of gnocchi and salmon with an elaborate salad, we moved on to another tres belle ville, Tourtour.
MORE PHOTOS HERE 🙂
It was a quick (but delightful) stop because we were running late to meet our new landlady in Villefranche-sur-Mer. We called and rescheduled with her and hit the road. It was WILD trying to find this place! OMG! These drivers are NUTS. And the streets are so damned narrow that it is a miracle that the roadways aren’t littered with dented cars and mangled humans.
We finally found our place – and it is lovely. Here’s a view (with raspberry rose’) from our terrace:

It’s now Sunday – I think I’ll let Marty take over with his bons mots. I need to mentally/emotionally/culturally prepare myself for my French immersion tomorrow. HELP!