Domaine de Ju Ventoux 2016
First things first: my husband and I are rabid Tour de France fans, and that race is COMING RIGHT UP. Cannot wait. I started following the race in about 7 th grade, when I started taking French at school after having heard a lot of French at home from my multi-lingual parents. One of the highlights of the Tour de France is Mont Ventoux, or the Giant of Provence. Mont Ventoux (literally: Windy Mountain, which is a bit of an understatement) is a massive, stand-alone mountain smack in the middle of Provence that is the genesis point for the Mistral wind, which is freeeeeezing and can reach 200 mph (!). I honestly love that (a) the French name their winds and (b) that the Mistral has such a lovely name for being the meteorological equivalent of one of the seven horses of the apocalypse. The Tour doesn’t go to Mont Ventoux every year because, honestly, it’s living hell for the cyclists and if something is going to go wrong, it will happen on the Giant of Provence (witness Richie Porte sl
