Join me in the Cevannes where Robert Louis Stevenson rode his donkey, Modestine and wrote a book about the adventure......
Stopping for lunch, Mr. B had a fig tart and he also made a new friend....
His buddy had more tart crumbs on his nose than Mr. B got into his own mouth!
We stopped at Pont du Gard which is an old Roman aquaduct. It is so magnificent!
This is an ancient olive tree that Mr. B took a photo of me sitting in its shade about 15 years ago. It was planted in 908......
Yes, I said 908.... Compute that one!
And a little glass Chateauneuf-du-Pape for me!
Then a scrumptious dinner in our hotel and early to bed!
This is the funny waiter we have every time we have been here. He just cracks us up!
More cobblestone streets......with different stones. They are very rounded without many flat spots so you really have to watch where you are stepping!
I don't know how the young women around here do it with 5" heels!
The Pope's Palace....
Pont Avignon that kept crumbling into the river. At one point it had 22 arches, now it only has 4.......
We had lunch in the park near this beautiful little statue.
When we returned to the square, the merry-go-round was lit up and running and ready for business!
There was a young woman in the square singing "La Vie en Rose", now I can't stop humming it!!!
Hold me close and hold me fast
This magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me, heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose
When you press me to your heart
I'm in a world apart
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak, angels, sing from above
Everyday words seem
To turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose
Written by Louis Armstrong
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