After a few days in Apt we were ready to move on. The original plan had been to hike from Apt to Buoux and then on to Bonnieux. Since we couldn't get accommodation in Buoux, we took the bus to Bonnieux. Here we are in a park near the bus station, waiting for the bus.
There were fields of grapes everywhere. Harvesting season was just about to start.
We got lucky and landed in Bonnieux on market day.
The market stretched up this hill and around the corner into town.
If you like dried sausage, this was the stall for you.
Here were all sorts of colours and aromas of soap from Marseille.
There were lots of jams, honeys, and condiments.
These were powdered paint.
I love lavender. There was lots of it dried for sale. We missed the harvest by a month.
There are lots of narrow steep streets in Bonnieux.
This view is over the rooftops with the new church in the distance.
Still walking up looking for our hotel.
Some streets were so steep that they needed stairs.
Luckily, by this time we had found our hotel and left our backpacks. More stairs...
Here is a map of Bonnieux.
The view from the top.
This graveyard was right at the top.
The age of some of these buildings is incredible and they are still inhabited.
Resting after the strenuous climb up.
This huge old tree is near the old church at the top of the hill.
I wonder how old these cobblestones are?
A street leading down to the town.
The old and the new.
This bread making museum was interesting.
This is an old swather that made wheat into sheaves.
Some baking tools and equipment.
This was the original oven for baking the bread.
These stained glass windows are in the new church, which is several hundred years old.
After all that climbing we dined well. These are deep fried zucchini blossoms.
I had a gargantuan bowl of pasta. I was only able to eat about half of it.
Lori had a cabbage loaf on a bed of carrots. Unusual but tasty.
We dined well in the morning too, in a beautiful dining room overlooking the town.
Cafe au lait and chocolate chaud.