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Announcement

Wireless in the countryside is a silly pursuit. Will be taking notes to potentially post later, but there is too much beyond the computer screen to be wasting time connecting…think you’ll understand. There is somewhat of an update in the comments section of the last post. In the mean time some pictures to spark your imagination (nonsensically but chronologically arranged) (small because uploading is a nightmare–sorry).

bonnieux night

 

bonnieux

 

butterfly

 

gordes

 

gordes 2

 

l'ile sur la sorgue

 

le fournil

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Sud de France

Recently, when I think about how I would rather not go to work, tomorrow, this week, for the month of February, or ever, I browse vacation rentals in the Luberon.  Tonight’s pipe dream is a little studio near/in Roussillon.  Humble, but a very livable love nest if you ask me.  

When I was in 6th grade we wrote weekly essays that we would sometimes be called upon to read aloud in front of the class.  No one believes me, but I was shy till a certain age, and feared beyond any fear having to stand and read my essay.  One week, when we had been assigned to write about a vacation or far away place, I was called upon to read.  My essay was about the vibrantly colored chalky hills of Roussillon–literally bright red, ochre, and sometimes purple–which I visited when staying with my grandmother in nearby Lourmarin.  

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My teacher accused me of lying and publicly admonished me for fabricating a fiction when the assignment was autobiography.  Had it been nine or ten years later I might have argued my teacher, armed with conceptual art theory and said something like, “and what exactly do you propose is the difference?!”  But since I hadn’t gotten to Marcel Duchamp and John Cage yet, I had to quietly nurse my humiliation through the weekend (essay reading was always on Friday) until Monday when I triumphantly returned to class with a postcard bearing an image of Roussillon’s hills and was vindicated.

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Things that soothe: SLH

Small Luxury Hotels of the World.  These places are so soothing.  I. and I stayed at the Hana Maui, a SLH, on our honeymoon.  We had rented what looked from the web like a really soothing private home in Hana, but when we arrived found that was actually a gecko and large spider-of-many-sorts-infested cabin submerged in the rainforest with no beach access.  The Hana Maui, otherwise known as my #1 soothing spot, came to the rescue.  The staff is amazing; mellow, sweet, and accommodating.  Their property is breathtaking, the food local and fresh, and the spa one of the best I’ve ever been to.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One of the most phenomenal things about this place is the way it encompasses the drama of a Pacific/Northern California ruggedness with the soft white sand and light blue waters of Polynesia.

What is not pictured her that is truly to die for is the lava rock oblong hot tub in the spa part of the campus.  If the lava rock is sounding painful, you can rest assured that the inside of the tub is lined with smooth dark blue tile and that the lava rock detail is just a beautiful dramatic border.

 

I. is currently staying in a SLH in Brussels.  Here’s the lobby:

Definitely a different vibe from our beloved Hana, but still soothing (anyone who has been to Brussels can probably agree that Brussels, in general, does not soothe, and that the Hotel Manos might be the closest thing to soothigness there).

 

Other SLH destinations that look to be soothing:

Hotel Desconocido in Puerto Vallarta

 

 

UUUHHHH! I want to go to Machu Picchu SOOOO BADLY!!! I offer the Cusco Hotel:

 

And of course nothing really soothes me like the South of France.  It’s in my blood.  But not those tacky tourist traps like Cannes and St. Tropez, the heart of Provence, bein-sur.  This place looks SO INCREDIBLY SOOTHING TO ME.  It is also near Roussillon, one of my top soothing destinations.  Le Bories:

Provence is just too good.  Look at this (from Hostellerie du Vallon De Valrugues)

I’m going to force myself to stop, but this has opened the floodgates to a Provence-themed blog.

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