Gordes is a very beautiful old village, perched on the southern edge of a high plateau. The stone buildings built in tight against the base of the cliffs and those perched on the rocks above, including the 12th-century castle, are made of an beige stone that glows orange in the morning sun. This was the steepest hillside village amidst straight down cliffs we have ever seen. Amazing how it was ever built.
The view from the village is a panorama out across fields and forests and the small villages du Luberon.
However, we found it way too pricey, and then not much to see there other than the old church of St Fermin, where plaster fell on Joan’s head after she was pushing on some ancient balcony piece.
We were later told that Gordes is a popular summer residence for artists and film people from Paris. We did note a pretty fancy 4-star spa overlooking the valley.