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... on offer we found our pre-booked Easybus into town. You book but if there is space you can catch an earlier one which we managed to which was fortunate as London had put the weather on for us…. it was raining, therefore the traffic was horrendous. Using google Maps (by the way thanks for the extra distance you made us go in the rain) we walked to our hotel or attempted to and eventually got in our first London Cab. London cab drivers can be nice as he dropped us ...
... important we are all
safe given we only have one entrance/exit – we are going to buy a rope to have
for us all to jump out the window if there is a need.
Wednesday 25th – normal Wednesday drill – half
day at school. Corban and Dad went off
to rugby training, Maddi and Mum went swimming with a much more successful
result than last time. Maddi did some
more drawing and did a great picture of Mickey ...
... to Arles for the walking tour. Van Gogh came to Arles in 1888 for his health and for the French Southern light that was loved by artists. (Unfortunately the weather wasn't giving us an opportunity to enjoy this light.) Van Gogh dreamed of starting an Artists Colony here. The only artist he eventually convinced to come was Gauguin. (Van Gogh's brother Theo also financed Gauguin's stay.) First Van Gogh stayed at a run down house then ...
... from disney, dirty dancing, Michael Jackson to name but a few from the complex over the road, which was all rather quite good, even the French sung versions it became very quite with only the sound of the waves. I didn't wake all to early and I think little sleep is catching up with me so with a quiet cool night it was lovely. With a slow start to our morning and after eventually getting sorted we were on our bikes by 9.30 heading off to a trail that was said to have been ...
... 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 ...