Vincent van Gogh's painting of the Bridge at Arles was what led us there - today still I can recall the warmth of the sun and much of what I felt when first we came across the walls of the Amphitheater in the town. The bridge itself was a revelation, and we spent a lot of time just hanging around it ................ no tourists - just us - contemplating what Vincent might have felt while he was there.
Another overriding memory of Arles is the amazing Suacisson D'Arles, pure and simple: just pork and salt - what else do you need? Having Googled it, it appears now to be exactly as it was then, except then it was simply everywhere, hanging in every store and coffee shop ........ and just soooooo good.
All the pictures below were taken in May 1973 - Click on the pictures to view enlargements.
The Amphitheater
Van Gogh's Bridge at Arles (with the white house)
Pat on the bridge in front of the white house
Contemplating Vincent
Vincent's view
what beautiful pictures Neville! You really have captured the spirit of the place...Arles and the surrounding Camargue are some of the places we go to regularly with cameras, a picnic and the dog. You reveal it in another light, as in another century. By the way, you and Pat look exactly as I remember you all those years ago when you stayed with me in Aix, a city where the spirit has gone into hiding...
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