Le Grand Avignon
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After getting use to the sound of hoot owls in the night we slept in until 8:00am this morning. We awoke to a low cloud level and cool temperatures but the promise of a sunny day lay ahead. After a pot of coffee (loved that after a month of espressos) and a light breakfast, we took a walk through the village of Noves.
Noves is is a very small village with only a few hundred inhabitants. At one time there were ramparts around the town but only a few remain along with a few ...
... just South of Avignon about 12:45. We were greeted by a Londoner who works for the owners. The owners are in the states for a holiday. Robin, our greeter, showed us our two bedroom cottage on the property. Moulin de la Roque is an old flour mill converted to vacation rental with the capacity to support about fifty guests. The grounds are beautiful and the cottages and rooms charming. ...
... ice bucket but not fancier wine glasses (scored a 4.5 in our wine rating booklet). We each had an appetizer and main, but none of the desserts sounded tempting enough when we were already pretty full. Travis had tuna tartare and cod cheeks. Ashley had stuffed squash and beef cheeks. Check out the photos for more detail. The restaurant was housed in the former Pernod mansion (and courtyard), of pastis liquor fame (similar to ouzo if you haven't had it).
We walked around Arle and looked at the ruins & gorgeous buildings and houses.
We then drove to Pont du Gard and back to Avignon.
We went for a long walk, looking in shops, watching buskers and checking out the menus at restaurants.
We decided to buy dinner and headed back to the hotel and ate it at the common room.
Back in the room we discussed and planned what to do over the next week. ...
... Oh thank heavens we have been saved from shipment to a Gulag.
She tells us we were on the right tram but we need to catch the next one due in about 7 minutes and with that she hops onto the bus that has just stopped and waves as the bus pulls away into the mist.
We are alone it is very dark there is a fog and no one in sight or hearing of us we are out in the badlands.
Then... we hear a rattling sound coming from the murky darkness and a ...