We love the little town of Saint-Rémy-de-Provence. The name is almost bigger than the village! It has an old town center with narrow streets, lovely little shops, flowers, and statues.
We are definitely in France. Many people here do speak English and everyone has been friendly, but we are having great opportunities to practice speaking French. Even if we’ve forgotten most of French 1 from high school and mix up our tenses, no one seems to mind.
The town has festivals throughout the year with the Fête de la transhumance when herds of sheep run through the town toward the highlands in June, the feria including running of the bulls in July, and artist festivals throughout the summer. We saw a bit of Argentine tango during the Easter celebrations.
Saint-Remy’s church is a prominent structure in the center of town. We attended the Easter service. Although we couldn’t understand the priest’s sermon, Alleluia was familiar.
On the other side of the main square, is the school. Note the French national motto, liberté, égalité, fraternité, which means liberty, equality, fraternity. During the French Revolution, protesters raised their fists shoutingliberté, égalité, fraternité, ou la mort, the last bit meaning or death. No need for that morbid thought any more.
Saint-Remy has archaeological artifacts from Roman times. Les Antiques is a combination of a triumphal arch and a tall mausoleum. This is outside the ancient town of Glanum, under excavation.
Just beyond Saint-Remy are Les Alpilles, a small range of mountains, not the Alps, but still impressive massifs.
This is a spot we could easily return to for an extended stay.
I hope you’ll be there for the lavender to turn purple.