FR26.13 Aix-en-Provence

After a wonderfully quiet night next to the old aqueduct, we finally made our way to Aix-en-Provence. Given that this was a bigger city, we once again had little choice but to book ourselves into a proper campsite. Naturally, we picked one with a pool and a good location for trips into the city.

By this point we had become quite used to wandering through small villages with only a handful of tourists around, so arriving in a proper city again felt a little strange.

We headed into town and immediately understood why so many people recommend Aix-en-Provence.

The city has a fantastic atmosphere.

Wide boulevards lined with old trees, beautiful squares, countless cafés and markets around every corner give the place a very lively feel. Everywhere people were sitting outside enjoying a coffee, browsing market stalls or simply watching the world go by.

Of course, we did what we do best: wander the streets and get lost on purpose.

Whenever a street looked interesting, we followed it. Whenever a square looked inviting, we stopped for a while. And whenever a market appeared, we somehow ended up spending far more time there than intended.

The markets in particular were fantastic. Fresh produce, local specialities, clothing, art and random things nobody really needs but somehow wants anyway – they seemed to go on forever.

The city also feels incredibly international and young. This diversity is reflected in the range of restaurants as well.

Speaking of food… we of course had to indulge and Kathrin quickly found a few very tempting options. In the end, we decided on Asian cuisine and the dim sum was heavenly!

One thing became increasingly obvious throughout the day though: Aix-en-Provence is busy.

Very busy.

At times it felt like half of southern France – and a good chunk of the rest of the world – had gathered in the same streets.

Still, somehow the city manages to remain enjoyable despite the crowds. There is enough space, enough cafés and enough little side streets to escape the busiest areas whenever things become a bit too much.

By the time we made our way back to Wilma we were tired, happy and had thoroughly enjoyed our day.

Aix-en-Provence might not have the quiet charm of the small villages we had fallen in love with over the previous weeks, but it certainly has its own appeal.

We would definitely recommend a visit!