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Welcome to the Vaucluse...
The Vaucluse lies at the heart of Provence redolent of almond bark, vine stems and lavender. It is a country of rushing waters, the torrents and streams that pour into the Rh6ne and the Durance rivers. And of heights : Mont Ventoux visible all round from far away, the mauve line of the Lube ron. Solitary Provencal farmhouses, hilltop villages hardly distinguishable from the stone they are built on, are the witnesses of the Vaucluse's quietness. |
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