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... and there a a few maniacs! The thing is we just couldn't find a park any where and it was extremely frustrating for us so we reset the GPS and found our accomodation for the night which was about 4 kilometers from Arles.
That was fine but when we began approaching we started to realize it was some sort of run down resort. It cost us 74â‚¬ for the night which was good but we needed to ...
... through a few shops and had a very traditional
coffee at a French café called “Starbucks” with nothing purchased other than a
coffee and Chocolate chaud. We reached the bottom of the Arc de Triomphe and
found our way to underground ticket booth. Up to ground level and off we went
up the 284 steps to the top, what a view after the catching of the breath. On
the way down after spending some time at the top we stopped off at the ...
I can not find my toothbrush this morning
I seek it here
I seek it there
I seek it everywhere.
Perhaps someone broke in and stole it while we were sleeping.
people will steal anything.
That's why I write under nom de plume
We keep it all private
And no feral pigs were slaughtered o make this blog
... groceries and went back to our home for a swim, do some washing, have dinner and our first proper shower in a week. I set my alarm for 5.30 this morning so both Rich and I would be up, ready and at the bus stop by 7am. We arrived back in Nice by 7.45 and with it being early we sat and passed time looking out to sea. Just after 8 we were arranging our transport for the day, a 125 Suzuki Bergman..we were so excited and I was looking forward to being a pillion and leisurely seeing ...
... event I learned about there was the brave imprisonment of Marie Durand and other French Huguenots.
The most exciting and fun part of our excursion was our horse ride through the Camargue. My horse's name was Jasun. He had a nice brown coat. In all honesty, I wanted a white horse (which are more common in this area of France) mostly because I wanted to nickname him Jean le Blanc, like the Marquis de Lafayette's horse. I guess Jasun was my Jean le ...