Tucked into our antique provençal bed, with farmhouse shutters latched against the morning sunlight on the Grand Luberon, our room was filled with the aroma of rosemary and thyme. Where did it come from? "Vos vêtements," our host volunteered. Our clothes. On our countryside strolls, we'd brushed against so many wild herbs that our trousers smelled like an herb garden! We've linked the places, people and activities we love best into one relaxing journey. Come with us on our walking tour in Provence to explore the village markets and make a picnic of goat cheese, baguettes and cherries. Follow scenic footpaths to the Roman's Pont du Gard aqueduct…and charming hill towns. Thread your way through fields and orchards on the path to Van Gogh's home. This is the pure Provence—and you'll never forget it!