The house that stunned a Frenchman !
Still off the beaten track and in quiet surroundings the house we understand was orginally a goat-herders' dwelling, fully and lovingly restored with the essentials and conveniences of modern living, it maintains the flavour of rural Provence - stone-flag limestone floors, genuine open fireplace, bare stone walls, duck-egg pastel shutters. Subtle works of art abound too. Essential modernity exists but speaks quietly and with due respect for the inherernt ambience.
Yes, there is satellite television, broad-band internet and tele what-nots. Yes, there are washing machines ad nauseaum - but who in the Dickens/Sam Hill needs all that - we are on holiday, we are getting away - relaxing. Take your partner up by La Bastide's beautiful pool area, put on a ghetto-blaster, dance a bossa nova under a clear star-studded night with the view of the world, well, Fayence, instead of watching others doing it on TV. Take the two bicycles provided out on the old rail-track. Go adventuring. Provence is for all your senses. Rediscover your senses here then, like a released battery hen - the smell of rosemary, the sound of crickets, the feel of the dry piney, olive grove undergrowth, the sight of Seillans, the tastes of well...French food.
Mod-cons who needs them - always breaking down anyway !
Get back in touch with the essentials of life. We did, and could at La Bastide. Our fellow French, native of Nice and guest of ours, was simply thunderstruck at the beauty of Seillans and La Bastide - the French sometimes think their land is Paris and Nice and the bits in between are just a lumpen land of "paysans".
She is now a convert to her own country.
My family love coming back (third time now) to Seillans and La Bastide - for it has something that no satellite channel can give you - it has soul, and the place always, and without fail, gives us our mojo back.
Families with Teenagers,
Families with Young Children,
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