Perfectly symmetrical
In Provence, one has the feeling of entering a contest, waiting to see what the next prize is. First I see something magnificent, and now something even more so ... something even more beautiful now. Something cannot be so beautiful, so perfect, it is too much ;). Another place I stumbled on by luck during my week in Provençal: Saint Rémy de Provence. Upon arrival and because of the time, it was full of people, with cameras in hand, immortalizing each picturesque corner of this charming city. To find the hidden soul of this small town, take the streets, listening to the people, walk, enjoy the architecture, its history, and suddenly discover a poem, a poet, a visionary , a new language, some flags that you hadn't encountered previously, different aromas, another country.
