I think they should call this place heaven

Don't get me wrong i love Italy. I love the food, I adore the people, I have learnt to adapt to Italian time and I can even forgive the service because the place is incredible on the coastline. The tiny towns are truly postcard picturesque. However upon leaving Italy yesterday we have found our slice of heaven in the south of france.  To get to our tiny village in Provence required as much travel as it took to get us from Brisbane to Rome. A 3 am start.  A driver took us from sorrento to naples. A plane from naples to Rome.  A plane from Rome to marseille.  A hire car from marseille to bonnieux, and all that before lunch.

When you hire a villa over the Internet, always, always be aware of the infinity edge pool.  Things are never as they seem. Sleeps 10 means sleeps 10 vertically challenged people.  Close to the city means you are on a train line which takes you directly into the city. And wifi means don't expect it to work.  So of course I was dubious. There is alway an air of excitement/stress just before you arrive at your Internet booked accommodation. For the very fist time ever my expectations were exceeded. It does sleep 10 (plenty of room come on over) it has a beautiful pool.  It has everything we could possibly want and more.  Bonnieux as a town is everything you would expect from a small French village. A patisserie.  A butcher ( that does not speak a word of English) that sells the most amazing pate, sausages, olives.  Two church's, lavender fields and a few shops, and a farmers market. We are within driving distance to many small, towns that offer the same.  

Today we went to L'isle surlasorgue, it is famous for antiques markets, food and clothing stalls it is a whole town that is jam packed with fossicking opportunities.  We ate a sausage in a baguette in a park  overlooking the river.  Just sensational.  Pâté, olives, salami, cheese and fresh bread by the pool.  It is our slice of heaven, 

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