La Bastide d'Antoine
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... so may people quietly walking, occasionally clapping. We joined the protest. It was moving. We walked along, It felt good to be part of that group.
We ate lunch at a cafe and then went for a long walk through the town and around the port.
On the way back to the car we ate churros.
We drove to Avignon and booked into a hotel for 2 nights.
This morning the Navman wasn't working.
It was saying 'no maps can be detected'. We didn't use our kind words with it when it took us to Florence the other night, and now it seemed to be sulking and on strike.
We had to resort to reading signs on the road (not our drivers preferred navigation method) and we were considering getting the road atlas out that Roy & Jo lent us.
Clint stopped to refuel so Dan & I were trying to read the manual and we were ...
... to Ramatuelle. This town was about 20 minutes out of St Tropez and well worth the trip. Although many restaurants and stores were closed due to the weather, the buildings were absolutely gorgeous and the view over the vineyards was spectacular. We stopped for some lunch and wine in a small wine bar where we could hardly make out the menu. Little did we know, we had just ordered the best meal of our entire trip to date! ...
The pace of life is sooooo different in beach communities compared to the big crazy cities. We have enjoyed our transition to the slower pace of the world here and the small town feel. And it doesn't hurt to be staying in yet another beautiful hotel! We have a room overlooking the Mediterranean and were excited to fall asleep to the sea breeze last night - but it rained like crazy all afternoon and then the frog ...
... error. As we pulled in to the station I looked and looked and finally saw it -Chatelet Les Halles. Perfect! Right line, right direction. Then Anne confessed she thought we were somewhere completely different. Kit still just laughed, not hugely helpful but understandable in the light of his parents incompetence. Next stop Gare du Lyon.
As we rose from the sewer-like subway, for that is what it smelt like, I realised this was the first time ...