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You'll understand, the buvette was closed the day we went there. So I can't say anything. I'll comment on the writing in which she nests: the lake of the Provencal drôme, south of Malaucène. The place would be wonderful, serene and would have all the advantages of a haven of peace if a few families, few, did not take this place for a station hall, screaming on dogs and children poorly raised (or not raised, which returns to the same)!bref, this site that could be extraordinary, becomes a real nightmare. The walk of a part of the artificial lake is nevertheless worth a visit: the changing blue of the water is a pure wonder and on the steep path you will find wild thyme embalming.