Monday, 30 April 2018

Arles and Avignon

How lovely to sleep in a nice big bed again, but not a fan of the flock pillows. Also absolutely wonderful to have that walk in shower rather than attempt the bath controls.

After breakfast we head out with Laura for a walk through Avignon behind the old walls, our hotel is opposite. There is major road works happening all around the place so that detracts from the overall impression of this lovely city. It is 8.30 of a Sunday morning so not many around at all, which is great for us.

The buildings are quite lovely and such variety.

I must digress slightly and move from the lovely to the Walmart variety!
This is the guy I’m voting off first from our island.

Suffice to say that’s Henry is American, and I’m guessing east coast. He’s a pain in the proverbial and asks questions to things Laura has already given us the information about, but he’s so busy thinking up his next dumb question just so he can hear the sound of his own voice, that he had no concept of his grating impact on the rest of the group. I’ve also decided that his nutty wife is operating at the top end of the autism scale so they truly deserve each other.... but the rest of us don’t.
Anyway back to Avignon.

The fortified Papal palace is a grand building as is the clock tower. We will have free time this evening and tomorrow to really check the place out. No shortage of lovely restaurants and cafes.

We end our walking tour at the bridge which clearly goes nowhere Anymore as the river current was way too strong to retain the original bridge. I think there were meant to be something like 21 arches but not so any more, however not bad for 12th century architecture.



We are then brought by coach back to our hotel to collect those who didn’t want to do the city walk this morning. The weather was cool, about 17 and we know that it is forecast for about 21 but showers/rain by late morning, so J and I have dressed accordingly unlike Henry. However I shouldn’t be so unkind as up until yesterday he wore the same lemon shirt for 7 days.
Once again, lovely countryside ad we head towards Arles which is the ancient capital of Gaul.
There is an optional walking tour to follow the steps of a Vincent Van Gogh, but that doesn’t interest me in the slightest. Apparently his yellow cafe painting was done here, among some other ones that mean nothing to me. I’ve seen better work by kindy kids during finger painting play time!

I’m more than happy to follow Laura on her guided tour through the city. The Roman ruins of an amphitheater and colosseum are quite amazing. This colosseum was built about 10 years before the Italian one, but fits about 20,000 instead of the 75-80,000 in Rome.

Once again, lots of alley ways and narrow streets with plenty of fabulous eateries dotted everywhere.

In our free time J and I head for a cafe that Laura assures us has the best coffee and she isn’t wrong, so much so that we have two cafe au lait at Cafe Richard. We then have a wander and eventually decide on a shared wrap for lunch that we eat on a bench opposite the carousel just love how all the old cities have a carousel.

Forgot to mention earlier, that in uncovering some of the Roman ruins a beautiful statue of Venus was discovered and has been put on display in the Louvre. A copy is on display in the city hall.
Time to get back on the coach. The mistral wind had really built up and all the pollen from the plane trees is causing hay fever and allergies for many of us. No shortage of sneezes!!!
We then head to the UNESCO listed 3 tiered Pont du Gard. It has started raining now but isn’t cold so we are happy to wander around the area armed with lovely big brollies supplied by our driver.

After Laura has explained the makings and workings of the water bridge we have free time where some elect to walk across the pont du gard, however J and I head for the outdoor restaurant where a cafe au lait is promptly ordered. Laura came and joined us, so it was nice to have some private time with her. She’s our kind of people.
Time to head back to the coach and then back to Avignon.
Back in our room, we attempt to access the wifi, as I have photos from yesterday to add to the blog, quite apart from today’s offering but the bloody internet is so damn slow that we abandon our happy hour efforts and head to the lobby bar where once fortified with more white wine and olives we have 5 bars of wifi and I am happily typing and uploading away for you.

Just hope you appreciate the sacrifices I’m making to keep you included in my travels, a lesser princess would have given up some time ago...
The rain has not stopped so we are in no hurry to head outside right now, but will venture out later tonight as we find a nearby restaurant for our dinner.


Sunday, 29 April 2018

Provence to Avignon

Room service dinner is exactly what we had. J had fish and I had a burger. Cannot remember the last time I had one and this was really good.

In the morning we farewell Nice and are underway at 8.30. Forecast for the direction we are heading is 26 balmy degrees. Our first stop is at the medieval village of Saint Paul de Vence which is perched high above the Riviera beaches. It has lovely views just walking up to its archway entrance.

It is just gorgeous and we are here early enough that we almost have the place to ourselves.

There are narrow winding streets that have gorgeous pebbled paths, some laid out in lovely flower patterns. Around corners are delightful fountains and a vast array of different buildings, some with vine covered stone walls. Right at the top are magnificent views all around.

Some of the houses, villas, mansions are magnificent and remin me of home.... yeah right....

The cemetery which is almost the highest point has the family plot for Marc Chaggal who was a very famous artist (in a number of different mediums) in the area and lived almost 100 years so survived 2 world wars which was no mean feat for a Jew living at one stage in Russia.

Views from the summit are spectacular.
There are fabulous little galleries and shops along each alley and we provide quite a bit of assistance to the local economy.

(At this point, I am abandoning trying to add any more photos for the time being as the wifi is now incredibly slow and the photo uploads keep crashing, so I’m out of patience until I have more time, so check back again later if you want more Okay, I’m back for a second round so am trying again with the photos...

After finishing our wander around, and our shopping, we stop for a cafe au lait and then it is time to board the coach. More lovely countryside and more vines appearing again as we head into another wine region.

We have a short rest stop just prior to arriving in Aix en Provence(the Aix is pronounced Ex) where there are major road disruptions so that it isn’t nearly as postcard pretty as I was expecting.

This is our lunch stop so we wander along Cours Mirabeau and seek out a likely lunch venue. Canadian Ann has tagged along with us. It is very busy in all the restaurants and cafes we pass. I find one that I would like to try but when we go in, there are only a couple of tables for two free. At that point I hoped Ann would offer to try elsewhere but she wasn’t going to let us out of her sight so on we went and finally found a small cafe where I had a nice Penne Provencal and a glass of rose. There isn’t much t8me left for anything else so we wander aimlessly along the main mall and then head back to the coach where we then get tothe village of Chateauneuf du Pape where a sommelier shows us the finer points of correct wine tasting. Too much fru fru for me, but supposedly his way really gives a serious wine drinker the best way of realising all the flavours of the wine. Good for them, because I can’t be bothered.


Back on the coach and a short drive to Avignon which is our home for the next three nights.

Upon arrival at our hotel about 6.15 we are delighted to find that we have a suite with 2 king size beds, a separate little living room and what is even better is that we have a proper walk in shower and I reckon I can work out the taps without an engineering degree. Can’t say the same for all the chrome over the bath though!
Dinner in the dining room at 7 which was okay but nothing to get excited about.
But that’s your lot for now as I spent way too much time faffing with the photos and I need to get to bed. cant even work up the energy for a quick proof read...
We are half way through our Country Roads tour (still have Normandy, Brittany and Loire Valley tour to follow) and it really has been great to date.