More Roman French style
Trip Start Aug 23, 1996
583Trip End Ongoing
After we left the arrivals, we made our way over to the Hertz desk to pick up the car we had ordered. Once in the car, being non-smokers, the car stank of cigarettes. There was nothing we could do, so we drove over to Avignon, hit the cake shops and then walked around looking at the sites. It was a nice place with loads of little alleys everywhere, and then eventually, you arrive at the Palais Des Papes, or in English, The Palace of the Popes. A huge old palace where the popes used to live. We had a walk around, took some photos, and then made our way out the backdoor instead of getting trapped in the souvenir shop. We walked down to the river and ended up at the Pont St Benezet. A three quarter across bridge. Why? Well, the last quarter had been washed away in a flood and never replaces. As we were in France, we hit a hypermarket, bought loads of wine and cheese, and as it was cold, brass monkey material actually, so we decided to leave the cheese in the car overnight, as it was like a fridge in there anyway !!!!! Dinner was in a tapas bar, where we had a local phsyco artist take a liking to us and drew us a comic picture. It made it to the bin when we left.
In the morning, we jumped in the car as we wanted to go to Arles, and as soon as we opened the door, the cigarette smell was gone and the car now stank of cheese. This was much better. The reason we wanted to get to Arles was that it was full of Roman ruins and as Van Gogh had painted in this town, we wanted to see what he had painted as well. Once in the town, all roads once again lead us to the coliseum. This arena, was smaller than Nimes, but in better condition, without a roof though and looked like it was set up for bull fighting. We walked around it, it was good. We left. Just back from the arena was another Roman amphitheatre, which was also set up for plays. This was getting better. We walked down from there and came across a local market. We bought some more cheese and then had lunch. Locally made pizza and home made baklava. We moved on and found some Roman baths and then hit the Van Gogh trail. We saw a few places that he had painted, came across the Van Gogh café, which he had stayed in. There were loads of Japanese taking photos !!!!! We had seen there all there was so went back to get the car and came across a street advertising the home of 3 mullets ! We followed some signs that said there was a bridge that Van Gogh had painted. The road became narrow, became dirt, became mud. The car was sliding around, the mud was getting deeper, so we wimped out and turned around. The car was filthy, luckily, it was pouring with rain, so the car was able to be washed. On the way back to Avignon, we stopped off at a grave sight which Van Gogh had painted as well. As the name Van Gogh was synomanous with this sight, there was a charge to get in. We threw that idea away.
And that was Lucy's birthday weekend