Gordes, Provence

Oh my Gordes! Will you look at that view?

No, that is not the first nor the last time I’ll be making that joke.

As you see I now plan to re-visit Gordes as many times as humanly possible before I eventually pop my clogs.

The approach to the little hilltop commune is an experience in itself.

The sort of place you really have to stop and take it all in.

Having taken the scenic route, we arrived at the hotel and had something of a snoop while they sorted the room.

All stone floors, library walls, velvet sofas and Persian rugs, La Bastide de Gordes is quite utterly unique.

It is one of the few hotels I have ever visited which has managed the tricky balance of old and authentic with true comfort and airiness.


We checked into what felt like our own bedroom in a friend’s country house, complete with upholstered walls and hunting prints galore.

Before almost immediately abandoning it in favour of the outdoors.

Which wasn’t too shabby either.

The “yep, this’ll do!” face ^

Having seen our new digs we raced into town to see more of the famous sandstone place which has stolen so many hearts.

Fans of “A Good Year” may recognise this courtyard.

Sadly Russel wasn’t around for me to sit on his knee, a la Cotillard.

But I found a pretty good spot nonetheless.

Floppy hat

Button up dress – also check out this one!

Bamboo clutch // Leather sandals

Ad - Shop this post

With no cars to bother us, we strolled through the little narrow streets.

Past shops, restaurants and bars.

Into the church, which while beautiful in a very simple way outside, made us gasp as we walked inside.

Every inch covered in the most beautiful pastel paints, prints and frescos.

Quite unlike any church we’ve seen before.

The streets around Gordes are hilly, uneven, and flooded with flowers.

It is every bit the Provencal dream.

We wandered around with nowhere particular in mind, just taking it all in and taking it very easy indeed.

We bought a few treats for people at home.

And took a table on the hotel’s terrace for a few treats of our own.

Chilled buratta with tomatoes and a balsamic basil pesto.

Fish with veggies, and a steak the size of his head for my chap.

All snoozed off beside the pool.

Blue white swimsuit

(If your size isn’t instock, change the country in the top right)

Fully rested and revitalised, we slipped into our glad rags just as the sun slipped down to kiss the hilltops.

Blue & white dress (in the sale!) // Sandals

Ready for a pre-wedding party to remember!

What a Gordgeous day.

Share it


You might like the following posts too:


You’ve got mail!

Sign up to get new posts before anyone else...