I’ve recently realised something and quite honestly I don’t know what to do as I’ve never been in this situation before! You see, Aix-en-Provence, I’m hopelessly in love with you!
I love you because you’re effortlessly stylish and beautiful. The architecture, the people, the atmosphere, you seem to have it all. With 300 plus days of sunshine you help fight those winter blues and I can spend endless hours sat on a terrace with a coffee and simply watch the world go by. Your 24 hour bakery (Cours mirabeau, 13100) fuels my addition to pan au chocolat and freshly baked baguette baguette at 4 o’clock in the morning.You’re intelligent and cultural yet also humble with your knowledge and experience. You taught me to play pétanque and acquire a taste for Pastis and Callisons.
I’m glad to know that I am not the only one to fall for your charms; Cézanne, Renoir, Matisse and Van Gogh clearly also found you irresistible. Yet my life is now somewhat a wretched life – your love makes me both the happiest and the unhappiest of travelettes. Whilst I wander round embarking on meaningless flings (also known as reasonably priced European mini breaks) my thoughts are only with you. How am I supposed to travel and explore and be a good travelette when I’ve found the place I want to stay forever?
This post was written by Lorna Stokes, part of the travelettes team from 2009 to 2013.
Originally from the UK but currently based in Brussels after stints in Canada, Peru, Italy and a job for the French military, she’s always had an unquenchable thirst for exploring new places! She’s still travelling the world with her family so catch up with her adventures on Instagram & Twitter.Tweet