By now, I’ve written over 200 pieces for this website (with over 40 in reserve for low season) and I realised that I always pitch an angle when trying to “sell” the cities that I enjoyed. For Aigle, it’s the city of many potable freshwater fountains that spew – free of charge – delicious alpine water. It also happens to be the namesake of the fashion brand “Aigle”, but I am unable to ascertain whether or not they are actually related. I’d welcome someone more knowledgable to answer that question.
On any weekday the cozy pedestrian streets of Aigle would be bustling with restaurant patrons and day trippers. But during the weekend, its emptiness welcomes you to weave through its narrow alleys and duck under its wooden bridges.
Wooden bridge 
Narrow street 
The main attraction, of course, is the Aigle Castle that is now a museum dedicated to wine. The back door to its garden is always unlocked, all you need to do is turn the handle to venture in. Fancy a brick-walled castle garden all to yourself? Arrive before hours and it’s all yours.
Castle tower 
View from the castle 
Aigle Castle
The water is fresh, but the pipes are over a hundred years old. Probably okay to wash your face with, not okay to drink. It tastes copper-y.
