Mons is another one of the remaining six villages that has something in common with Seillans and the two we visited yesterday.

And here’s another borrowed image.

You may be picking up a theme. But I want to show you a few more of these villages over my next few posts.

Mons is set 800m above sea level and as such is one of the highest villages in the Var region.

We took the shorter route to Mons which was a very windy, tiny road. And, also very steep. Luckily there was very little traffic. We came home the longer way which was on a slightly wider road and didn’t upset Mick as much.

About 800 people live in this small, mostly pedestrian village. It didn’t seem to be one of the 🌹 Flower Villages, like Seillans, and for the life of us, we could not understand why.

It was gorgeous.

We found the main square and stopped for a coffee at the Bar.

Mick had only a few more steps before he was there. The streets were narrow, and because the buildings were at least two stories, the streets were beautifully shaded. I guess it would be pretty cold in the winter.

There were so many cute houses to see. And, the village was very quiet today. We scored a great park in La Place Saint-Sébastien. A great saint who Mick took his Confirmation name from, as did our grandson William who was confirmed earlier in the week back home in Australia.

There was no real order about the streets, but every single home we saw was beautifully maintained.

It deserved a Tidy Town’s Award for sure.

There were very clever examples of iron work everywhere we looked.

Like this one – obviously where the barber lives, or works. There were dozens of different ones scattered throughout the tiny streets.

There is the remnants of an old castle here too. But I could not get to a good spot to ‘snap’ it.

Instead, another very cute home.

As we drove in, directed by a traffic light to ensure the traffic flowed in one direction at a time, we spotted two boulangeries. One with a lengthy line up outside it.

Of course, we had to see why.

Mick tried to sneak a look inside, but that was almost impossible. The shop held about 6 people at a time. The baker was just taking bread out of the oven when we arrived so our bread was piping hot when we got it. The very best way to eat French bread.

We could see why it was so popular once inside.

Mick snapped one of the ladies making sandwiches using half baguettes – that’s obviously where Subway got its idea from.

She was happy to pose for the shot.

She actually wasn’t that scary!!

We made a slight detour on the way home.

This cave had a beaut range of wines for sale.

They even sold Pastis, an annis flavoured spirit, very popular here, by the small hand-filled pump.

You could buy Limoncello the same way, but Mick tasted the Orange wine, and thought we should try a small bottle.

It is 16% alcohol and tastes a bit like a dry sherry.

Around 6.30pm we headed off down the difficult track to deliver the dozen eggs to a neighbour, as part of the weekly delivery. We were rewarded with a nice glass of wine and a chat.

The way back was much harder!

Another good day in Var.

We plan on visiting a few more villages over the next few days.

We can’t believe two of our three weeks here are up.