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We left Sauvignone soon after 09:00 and took the autostrade to Turin and then onwards to Briancon. We stopped at Momtgenevre where relatively fresh snow had been swept for the road into piles on the car park. This was hard to believe as it was actually 20c with brilliant sunshine when we were there! The views of the Alps with snow covered tops, ...
... and maintain such properties. So, there weren’t many shops – just the essentials – which was nice as it’s not as touristy as other places. The town was divided into the Lower town, where the ordinary mortals lived in cramped, simple dwellings, and the Upper town, which was the home of the Bishop and his wealthy entourage. The Upper Town was on top of a hill, with a steep climb up narrow, cobbled ...
... would pick us up right out front, which was hard for us to imagine because the narrow streets around us were wall-to-wall people, and we noticed no vehicles on the way in...but he assured us it would be no problem. Hmmmm.
Jean Luc bid us adieu and we were finally settled in, several hours later than we had wanted...oh well, we are in France, who cares! We had a nice glass of wine to start our anniversary evening, and ...
... palace or something like that. It was about 20 minutes away from the apartment and was basically this humongous over the top fountain that was built around 1850 to celebrate the introduction of running water in Marseille. The fountain itself wasn't all that interesting but the walk there certainly was. I went somewhere between 7 and 7:30 and just strolled along the sidewalk absorbing my surroundings. I saw a homeless guy eating out of trash. He was ...
... city streets of Lyon. Lyon was a sight for sore eyes, Venetian windows lined the two neighbouring canals and off in the distance terrace lined hills look down on us. Michel guided me and informed of the city of Lyon in his broken English, throwing in many a joke to keep Imogen and I laughing all the way back to our home for the evening. Pascale, Willy's mother, greeted us with chilled juice and a kiss on either cheek. The apartment was gorgeous, a lot ...