La Rochelle was a real surprise and a treat. It’s a small city, population around 75,000, but the historic center, the old port, and the green spaces all pack a serious punch. I just thought it was one of the most beautiful urban places we’ve been.
Our hotel was perfectly situated, right next to a long, narrow-ish park with nice walking trails that led down to the coast, but also on the edge of the old town. The buildings in that area were all this old, faded yellowish-white, a couple stories high, many of them with block after block of arcades to protect you from … well, presumably heat and rain, but that was no issue for us. We continue to have just about perfect weather on this trip, now up in the mid-70s during the day but that of course is totally pleasant.
Our first full day in town we rented bikes and rode out to Île de Ré, a cute not-so-little island just off the coast. It’s connected to the mainland by a bridge that runs a bit over a mile, and I had this vision of some long, flat, easy-to-bike motorway. Yeah, not exactly – it was a pretty strenuous climb up and up and up before we could head down and out to the island. Once there the biking was nice, the food was great, and then we turned around and biked home.
There’s one fun piece of history from La Rochelle. Back in the 17th century it was a major center of the Huguenot (French Protestant) cause. But when Louis XIV reversed Henry IV’s Edict of Nantes and took away the Protestant’s civil rights, a bunch of Huguenots boarded ships and settled what became the very French town of New Rochelle a little north of Manhattan. And just coincidentally, a bunch of our closest friends in New York live in New Rochelle. So we had a wonderful little time in the Mother City!