Imagine yourself in a tableau vivant, where the houses with their warm facades spiral around the church like a snail’s shell, as if to protect it from the passage of time.
Sablet is a village where time seems to stand still. Take a stroll through its 14th-century fortified enclosure. There are no castles in Sablet, as the village was never under the rule of the Papacy. Let yourself be surprised in the maze of streets by the stone “soustets “, small covered passageways that linked the houses. The word “soustet” comes from the Provencal “souste”, meaning shelter or cover.
As you turn a corner, you’re sure to fall under the spell of the Place Yvan Audouard, named after the famous journalist, writer and humorist who was attached to Sablet and to the Journée du Livre, where its fountain and small washhouse invite you to take a refreshing break.
Continue your stroll along the “Montée de l’église” to discover the church of Saint-Nazaire, topped by its imposing bell tower crowned with a campanile, and take the time to relax and enjoy the peacefulness of the surroundings.
At the entrance to the village, just off the Carpentras road, stand two chapels: the chapelle Saint-Roch, one of the village’s patrons, and the chapelle Saint-Nazaire, erected in recognition of the saint who is said to have spared the villagers from the great plague of 1720.
Sablet, unique and memorable, is a picture-postcard village surrounded by vineyards with the Dentelles de Montmirail as a backdrop.
village of sablet
village of sablet
village of sablet
village of sablet
village of sabletVILLAGE SECRET
Jean Raspail, the writer, had set up the Patagonian consulate here and given himself the prestigious title of consul of this southern tip of the American continent, an ephemeral and unrecognized kingdom, often nicknamed the “kingdom of fantasy”.
