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This summer Ollie and I had planned to focus all of our attention on finding a flat in London and to save money for our first home renovations, rather than taking any holidays. But as the summer started to approach we soon felt that need to book a break away and our focus shifted slightly from house hunt to holiday hunt.

I had been wanting to book a holiday to the South of France for years and it’s been on my bucket list to tick off in the near future, being so close and accessible from London. Ollie wasn’t sure if he would enjoy it and so we put it off a few times for other destinations (he thought it wouldn’t be adventurous enough!).

Provence exceeded both of our expectations and I adored everything about the region; the food, the culture, the architecture and the people. We knew we wanted to travel around and see as many places as possible but we didn’t want to be packing our bags every other night and settling into a new place. So we picked an Airbnb in the village of Villenuve, right in the middle of all the places we wanted to visit, it’s in the Durance Valley and like many other villages in Provence it sits on the top of a hill. Although I wouldn’t overly recommend the area for sightseeing, it was a great base for the places we wanted to visit – the lake of Sainte-Croix being the furthest to the east and Gordes being the furthest on the west.

With many of the villages we wanted to explore in close proximity we would be out from first thing in the morning, right until the sun went down. We would hop in and out of the car, stopping every other minute along the way to take in a view. Most days we weren’t making it back to our Airbnb until gone midnight, the days just weren’t long enough. All of the places we wanted to visit had been starred on our Google Maps so navigating our way around was a breeze. But we only did a small amount of planning before hand, we wanted the trip to be more spontaneous than meticulously planned.

I’m actually skipping forward a few days to our 3rd day, as I couldn’t wait to get these pictures edited and we spent the first few days by the pool. We started the day in Saigon, a beautiful unspoilt medieval village in the Luberon. It wasn’t until we parked the car and walked to the centre of the town that we realised it was closed to traffic which made for the most relaxed morning – no worrying about getting run over while taking pictures in the middle of the road!

Throughout our stay we tried to balance the tourist destinations we were seeing with more unspoilt spots. Although Saigon is well known, it was wonderfully quiet and unchanged, not effected by the rise in modern day technology. There weren’t many restaurants, shops or cafés and the main stopping point for visitors seemed to be a tearoom on the corner of the main street. We wondered the narrow streets for a few hours, stopping frequently to admire pretty houses with colourful shutters and potted gardens. Then climbed up the pathway through the stone archway which lead to the castle, chapel and rock of Saigon. It wasn’t long before we had seen the whole of the village, we were spending a few hours in each destination, depending on if we were having food.

Next, we headed to Saint-Saturnin-lès-Apt and as soon as we arrived I knew I was going to love it, this was my favourite village as far as colour, full of french blues and light dusky pinks. The village retained so much of its character, with winding streets, old stone houses with original doors, carved water fountains and a pretty central square lined with trees.

I wore this shift eyelet dress, which was perfect for the heat that day and blended in with all the peachy plasterwork. For the trip I bought these wedged espadrilles which I’ve had my eye on for a while, I have to admit I’m not one for wearing heels, especially during the daytime but these are the most comfortable ones I’ve ever purchased. This bag has been my favourite summer accessory, I’ve been taking it everywhere and it was ideal for France.

Just before leaving we stopped off at the sweetest café, Aux 3 Moulins and shared a baguette, the baked goods in France were better than I could have imaged, soft on the inside with a crunchy outer, we lived off anything from their bakeries. The temperature this day was soaring up to 35 degrees and so after a full day walking around in the heat we decided to go back and relax by the pool. If it hadn’t of been so hot we would have headed onto Roussillon, we actually didn’t end up making it there for the rest of the trip but I’m glad we have left some places as an excuse to return soon!