As gîtes or vacation rentals are most often let from Saturday to Saturday, Remi and I knew we had to find another alternative for our first evening in the Luberon, a Friday. Although I played with the idea of sleeping over in Loumarin, because I do love it for all of its cheesy charm and also as I had stumbled upon this rather amazing looking B&B, finally we decided that we just wanted to be close to our rental in Simiane-la-Rotonde to make the most of our Saturday.
As we were really rather desperate for quiet, I chose La Tuilerie, a renovated 18th century farmhouse situated on 4 hectares that was promised to be “encore très sauvage“. Ah, the country. Yes, please.
Our room was rather quirky, as it was practically underground in a vaulted room that did, nonetheless, let in a bevy of sunshine. The furniture, including an iron daybed, was comfortable and perfect for the space. *Note in the photo: on the table, the necessities of life, wine and coffee. Need I say more?*
The only hic? As it had been mentioned, the spacious and well-appointed bath was just next door but one is obliged to step just outside to reach it. While I frankly can’t imagine this scenario in winter, it did provide an opportunity to view an over-tipped bucket of stars in the middle of the night…
But I am getting ahead of myself. For the evening that we spent was just this side of wonderful. We were very late in arriving, business having grasped us in its claws until we beat it back with a stick! Perhaps it is our survival skills from some of our more exotic travels but we knew that it would probably be best to pick up something, anything for dinner as we didn’t know what we would find in the area that would still be open after 9pm. So I did a mad dash through a SuperU while Remi and our dear dog Ben waited in the car and was wildly proud of myself for picking up a roasted chicken, potatoes, and cheese all in about ten minutes flat (trust me, I had already packed the wine and an apéro as any self-respecting expat would). Once settled, we made good use of the rustic (and I do mean rustic) communal kitchen space, grabbed a candelabra, lit the candles and had the most leisurely dinner under a giant old oak tree as we gradually and giddily remembered what silence was. Gorgeous.
True to its name, the property is topped with terra-cotta tiles that bounce off the light as we discovered the next morning after sleeping…are you ready for it? Twelve hours! Thank goodness the owner was so welcoming and not only just let us be but insisted we take our time for breakfasting under the afore-mentioned wise oak.
As it was still piping hot, the pool overlooking a valley of vineyards and lavender did beckon but it was time to move on to our charming cabanon.
But as you can see, there were some seriously happy customers! At 50€ the night, I thought it a fitting price for an authentic farmhouse environment. As the website promises, there is also a larger apartment with a full kitchen that looked adorable. All three rentals have semi-private terraces.
La Tuilerie
In the Hameau of Dauban
04150 Banon
Tel.: +33 (0)4 92 73 32 75
Thank you everyone for your wonderful responses for my last post. I promise to tell you more about that amazing area but thought that you might like a last minute getaway idea for this Friday evening!
Have a wonderful, wonderful weekend…
As always thanks for dropping by and leaving a comment….so appreciated….oh the blue sky of provence….rustic kitchens well ???
thank goodness for chicken roti, saucisan ( sp?) and wine, wine, wine! huhs h
I wish I could get away somewhere. The place does indeed look rustic but it is s imply charming. I would love to stay there.
Heather, the skies in these images is so, so blue! Precious few things from which my spirit drinks deeply as a sky of that particular intensity.
The moment I looked at your room, I thought to myself, that place looks cool and quiet — come to find out it is underground (practically) ! I love the way you articulate the tipped-over bucket of stars. This makes outdoor plumbing almost desirable.
Our weekend was lovely — I trust yours was, as well, dear friend.
So beautiful! But this sort of "lost en Provence" would require company…
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Gorgeous.
Wow what a charming place! I wouldn't have left that pool.
Ahh, the country — I love it! And I'm so glad to hear I'm not the only one who checks and doublechecks that the wine and apéro are safely packed 🙂 Thank you for a lovely getaway!
The charm and romance of provencal houses always pulls on my heart strings – but the very rustic communal kitchen could dampen my enthusiasm after having experienced a few of those in France.
Bonne semaine.
Does one need anything more in life? Besides good company? 🙂
Oh, I'll always be an expat, Veronique! But I did not forget the saucisson… 😉
Bon weekend à toi aussi!
Oooh, brrrrrr!! Stay warm, Karen!
Marsha, the big apartment would be better for you–especially as the living room is painted a lovely dark orangey red–a very you color!
Happy Thanksgiving, Helen!! Oooh, a big yummy dinner in the country with gorgeous colors all around sounds absolutely wonderful. I know you will make the most of it…
xo,
H
You too Amelia! I have a feeling that a week at La Tuilerie would pass by in a heartbeat…
Hello Heather
You found another treasure to stay at. How peaceful and tranquil and that the owners were also calm and understanding of your need for rest.
Ben just cannot believe his luck, however, I think in his mind he feels where you and Remi are is heavenly.
Enjoy your weekend. We are invited for Thanksgiving dinner (Canadian eh!) in the country and the Autumn colours are promised to be excellent.
Helen xx
I will take a weekend getaway at La Tuilerie. A cozy dinner under that tree, sipping the leftover wine, watching the glittering stars in the night sky, the weekend getaway may get extended to a week long stay. Lovely place!
Have a great weekend Heather!
Amelia
What a fun little place. Even Ben is smiling… and at that price! Wow. As for that little side trip to the local Superette, I certainly hope you did not forget le saucisson. You are not an expat anymore after all these years, and you live with a French guy. Pas de pique-nique sans le saucisson, Heather! Allez, bon weekend au soleil de Provence, lucky girl. Veronique (French Girl in Seattle)
It all looks so lovely. Lucky you. 73 degrees in Apt this am and 36 degrees here. I am in the wrong place but your blog brought a little sunshine my way. Thanks and have fun.
Peaceful it is. But the Texan in me would be claustrophobic, however, even I could manage one lovely evening there I'm sure. And, I know the owners were delightful. The puppy is smiling so I'll take his word for it. :)'s
Oh Heather it looks and sounds gorgeous, specially love the comment about ex pats packing the wine and aperos I can always spot the ex pats in the Summer at our local Intermarche, just by their trolley, copious bottles of wine, mountains of cheese and a couple of baguettes.
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