Gordes....such a wonderful village....just magical. And we met local merchants that talking in such a strong Provencale accent you thought they were speaking another language...charming. But it is in the hills and I almost felt tired driving up. A woman in a bookclub of mine was telling me of her upcoming "moderate level" cycling trip in France and the first day they were riding up to Gordes. Well, I guess for France, home of Le Tour de France, that is moderate. When she returned I asked her how that first day was and she said it was pretty gruelling especially for some members.
