Sabine Baring-Gould,
In Troubadour-Land — Chapter IX: Les Baux
(1891)
“ There is a little railway from Arles to Salon, by which one travels at a snail's pace to the station of Paradou, whence a walk of five miles takes one into a crater-like valley surrounded by bald white limestone crags, and there, towering overhead, are the walls and towers of Les Baux, in a position apparently inaccessible. ”
