La Roque, La Roque, La Roque is on Fire….

Did I mention that I am moving to the south of France??? First, the countryside is just beautiful, and then they have pastries that will honestly make you cry with pleasure.,On top of that, the people are incredible.  Our hosts at the festival, and the founders of thie festival, Raul and Marie,  had us over 2 nights for dinner, and were just incredibly generous and kind and funny. They run a bed and breakfast, and the house is everything I like about European architecture, with a large courtyard patio with Lemon trees that leads to a 2^nd with a pool and Jacuzzi. The 2^nd night, there were 10 ofr us at dinner, and I am fairly certain we ate 400 lbs of meat.  Steak, Pork ribs, Kebabs, add to that the best greek salad around and lots of wine, and you had a wickedly content group.  The town itself is sleepy, no MacDonalds, no Starbucks, incredibly refreshing to see somewhere that isn’t yet spoiled by the capitalism monster. There is an old Abbey there, which we walked around, but there were no monks or beer to be seen. Our hotel was kind of like indoor camping: clean, basic, and no frills. You couldn’t help but expect that Jennifer Grey and Patrick Swayze would come sashaying around a corner at any moment. That said, the pool was nice and cold, and we desperately needed the down time.  Next up – Bosnia!

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