8/10 for the Villa Saint-Angel
we must allow ourselves to be penetrated by the glitz of the decor of the Second Empire for a taste of the stay at the Villa Saint-Angel. Hidden behind a wall, this refined address have housed used to be a convent, and then the mansion of a certain Adelaide Saint-Angel at the end of the Eighteenth century. This time, it is little thing, maybe some olive trees multicentenaires and a few stones of the house central. When Jean-Brice Garella, its new owner, has made the acquisition, it was abandoned in the middle of an uncultivated country, inhabited by wild cats. But in the Eighteenth century, everything has been inspired and replenished with application. Restored, augmented by new buildings of ochre, the Villa celebrates the universe bourgeois of the past. The overall effect is stunning: the charm of the home addresses now the refinement of a five-star hotel. The time of a stay, we taste the art of living in French in a soft rise of time.
9/10 The situation
From inside the park, whose entrance is guarded by two imposing lions, you will enjoy the absolute quiet of the provencal gardens and we forget that the heart of the city is rustling a few hundred meters. And yet, the Cours Mirabeau is less than a ten minute walk. Two steps from the cobbled streets, where the roads and park quickly turns to the puzzle, we appreciate the doubling entrust his vehicle to the valet parking.
