THE STORY

Enjoying life and its moments of perfect harmony


Aqua Sextius, as in Sextius, the Roman Consul of the “Provincia”, who founded our dear Aix-en-Provence. The city of 100 fountains, home of our origins, where the time flows in the rhythm of its oh, so famous, thermal sources…
How can one not bow at the beauty of this city revealed by a splendid evening: this ideal temperature after a hot summer day, this small “place” enclosed by superb facades in typical ochre stone and caressed by the sun, as to sublimate the almost surreal green magnificent fountain that thrones in its center…
Surrounded by our dear friends gathered to celebrate our love and our union, we enjoy at its fullest this moment of tranquility, of generosity and of absolute well-being. Only the crisp sound of ice cubes in the glasses and the burst of joyous laughter mark the soft melody of the running water that slowly fills the sculpted basin, coupled with the murmuring of the centenary platens leaves all around us, as they are guarding our happiness… The soft breeze brings upon us the inimitable Mediterranean fragrances of the surrounding pine forests, or maybe are they brought straight from the heights of the beautiful Sainte-Victoire, aerial stony pyramid, so close as well…

THE STORY

Enjoying life and its moments of perfect harmony


Aqua Sextius, as in Sextius, the Roman Consul of the “Provincia”, who founded our dear Aix-en-Provence. The city of 100 fountains, home of our origins, where the time flows in the rhythm of its oh, so famous, thermal sources…
How can one not bow at the beauty of this city revealed by a splendid evening: this ideal temperature after a hot summer day, this small “place” enclosed by superb facades in typical ochre stone and caressed by the sun, as to sublimate the almost surreal green magnificent fountain that thrones in its center…
Surrounded by our dear friends gathered to celebrate our love and our union, we enjoy at its fullest this moment of tranquility, of generosity and of absolute well-being. Only the crisp sound of ice cubes in the glasses and the burst of joyous laughter mark the soft melody of the running water that slowly fills the sculpted basin, coupled with the murmuring of the centenary platens leaves all around us, as they are guarding our happiness… The soft breeze brings upon us the inimitable Mediterranean fragrances of the surrounding pine forests, or maybe are they brought straight from the heights of the beautiful Sainte-Victoire, aerial stony pyramid, so close as well…

Aqua Sextius