They are called a Roulette...a gypsy wagon! Can you even imagine a life lived within this space?
Cooking...sleeping...bathing.... traveling the dirt roads.
The name of the mas ( stone farm house ) where we stayed is Mas du Pastre.
It was wonderful! There were fabulous stone buildings and rooms on manicured grounds, and out in the back was the little encampment of 3 roulettes of different sizes and ages.
They were painted and decorated in bright happy colors and while we sat at a little round table in the yard, enjoying our bread and cheese and a lovely glass of wine....and as we watched the full moon rise....we could just imagine life in a gypsy camp.....another time...another world.
The traveling crowns had landed.....