Inadvertently, we saved one of the most picturesque cities with a fairy-tale like fortification as the final stop on our road trip around southern France. We visited Nîmes in the morning, drove a few hours to Carcassonne, and then drove a couple more to return our trusty rental car and fly from Toulouse back to Madridas we ended what turned out to be a diverse, beautiful, long, and really special trip.
On the last day of our French road trip, we made two stops on our way back to Toulouse, where it all began almost two weeks earlier, and where we flew back to Madrid late that evening. We drove from our Airbnb to Nîmes, now a good-sized city of about 150,000 people, but thousands of years ago, it was one of the most important cities in Roman Gaul, and today it still has the monuments to prove it.
With just 24 hours left in France to go, we checked out the three-tiered aqueduct and UNESCO World Heritage site since 1985, the Pont du Gard. The mighty bridge and aqueduct was built by the Romans in 19BC to carry water 50km from Uzés to Nîmes (we only saw a small portion of that, obviously), and it did so until the 6th century. In the Middle Ages it became a tollgate, and later on a road was added along a lower tier so that it could act as a road bridge as well. Now it welcomes more visitors than any other ancient monument in France, and many consider it the most impressive aqueduct in the world as it stands 50m high and 275m stretches long.
My memories of Arles are probably different from those of most people. It was Easter morning when we visited, but instead of the streets being deserted, they were packed due to the town's Easter Feria, and the weather was blustery, like unusually so, and I just couldn't seem to get my hair under control or out of my face the whole time (I think I forgot or misplaced my hair tie which is why I don't appear in any photos).
Aix-en-Provence...town of a thousand fountains, which sit in pretty squares, are tucked in lush gardens, make up traffic roundabouts, and along pedestrianized streets...this is truly France at its finest. Shady streets, an unusual green and gold organ in the town's cathedral, hip restaurants and shops making their home in the first floor of ancient, tall, shuttered buildings (shuttered, as in, having shutters, not being shut down) all combine to make up a town that's good for walking and just enjoying.
While planning our trip around southern France, a few sources advised that we skip Cannes altogether. They suggested that Cannes has become nothing but a glamorous and exclusive playground for the rich and famous with fancy boutiques, expensive restaurants, and fashionable hotels. Perhaps I saw this as a challenge to find something good about Cannes, and to at least give it a shot at since it wasn't far from Nice and was pretty much not out of our way at all as we finished up on the southern coast of France and started to head inland again.
Èze was our fourth stop as we took the train along the French coast from town to town all day. The train station is located near the coast, but the town itself sits high up on a hill, and is best reached by car or by bus (some kind of wheeled transport), or for the hearty, by foot. I don't know if we're necessarily hearty, but we are frugal, so we took the Nietzche path all the way to the top, and I believe it took us around an hour.
When I was deciding which towns to visit along the French coast on the day that we planned to make a loop from Nice to Menton and back (and stopping in lots of places along the way), it didn't even cross my mind to go to Italy. I guess if I had really thought about it, I knew that Italy was nearby, and we could theoretically go, but I don't think I realized we were really that close, so when I read some blogs suggesting that visitors go just to say they'd been (if they never had before) or to stop by just for the pasta, my interest was slightly piqued, if only just for the second reason (carbs - they always get me).