Le Moulin de Provence
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... a souvenir shop to look for a patch and the gentleman running the shop started talking to me and I had to stop him because I didn't know what he was saying and he said, "Oh, Italian!" I said no, English. He assumed I was from England and started talking about British football and said he thought I was Italian because of my accent when I said bonjour. He was a super sweet guy. I found my buildings and watched a ferry unload before getting a crepe and returning ...
... and really forced you to reflect on how human behavior can result in genocide and how it can be prevented and resisted more effectively. We finished our tour at a temporary exhibit that displayed the genocide of Rwanda – heartbreaking and eye opening.
Again, not your typical day in Provence, yet an unforgettable experience.
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“To do nothing is to be complicit.” ...
... other than the electrical.
Maria-Lynn supported us in this endeavour by feeding us, helping to look after Eliana and taking the dog for walks as part of her pre-Camino training. Another part of our preparation for the Camino walk, Maria-Lynn & Marc would take excursions on the weekends with Goldie (our Wesfalia camper van) for longer hikes in the Rockies. (See pictures of Aaron, Brodie & Eliana, the renovation and a couple of our hikes)
... and meant we didn’t have to hunt down another boulangerie.
We drove along a part of the Lavender route (there is brochure put out by the TI highlighting the best lavenderr routes in Provence) and noticed that it was much further along than it had been last week. It still wasn’t fully in bloom, but was definitely showing more purple; hopefully in another week or so it will be fully purple! We drove up a windy road to the Jardin de Valsaintes which is ...
... that British Airways puts all flights to France in Heathrow as far away as humanely possible from anything? I can't tell if that's spite or my particularly bad luc- heh, no. It's spite.
-Dressing in bright colors and not wearing a scarf was, in retrospect, the BEST decision I made. Why? Because I stuck out like a sore thumb amongst all the neutral, black coat wearing French (more on that later). I was discovered almost immediately by ...