We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
At the end of October, we spent two nights in Avignon before heading up to the Luberon for our hiking. It's about an hour or more north of Marseilles.
The old town is comfortable, easily walkable. We went to the two necessary sights - the medieval Pont D'Avignon (half of it remains) and the Papal Palace - sheesh, what crazy papal conflicts went on in the 14th C. Not much to see, just an old town to hang out in and tramp around in and to get lost in. Tracked 21,000 easy steps in the day when we checked. Have a beer in a cafe and watch the people. I've seen enuf cool castles, cathedrals, and palaces in my life.
Nice boutiques according to Mrs. BD, but no big name brands. Yes, she bought a couple of unique things. I have been trained to stay outside a shop, blending into the woodwork and maybe sneaking a cigarettelike a real European. Yeah, I had to buy a linen polo shirt for myself because the weather prediction said cooler than it all turned out to be.
Like so many famous medieval old towns in France and Italy, outside the walls are modern suburbs with big box stores, mass housing, auto repair shops and car dealerships, Burger King, and all of the things non-tourists want and need. The Old Towns are mostly for tourists and students. Avignon has been a destination for Brits for centuries and has some very Brit shops and cafes.
View from the Pont D'Avignon over the Rhone. They have a nice clean bathroom at the entrance to the bridge. Without the ancient song, who would have known or cared about that bridge?
A few more pics below the fold -
There are two nice hotels in the old town. We stayed at Hotel d'Europe, the second oldest hotel in France.
Palais des Papes - the papal palace. Walked all through it. Not very interesting although impressive from the outside. Those popes lived the good life:
A section of the old city wall:
One of the Brit shops - a cafe with Fish and Chips, Kidney Pie, etc.
DH and I spent some time in London. I moved on to Avignon to meet up with daughter and DH returned home to the states. While staying in Avignon we were having an afternoon drink at the hotel bar when DH called to ask what dentist he should take my 80 year old mom because she had broken her false teeth. Of course, sitting there at the bar DD and I got the giggles. Poor dad having to take our old mom out to get her false teeth repaired. During our stay there we had become friendly with the bartender, who when he saw us laughing asked what was so funny. I tried to answer in my best tourist French and tell the story to the bartender. Who bent over the bar laughing so hard, maybe because my French wasn't that good and maybe because he got the humor of the whole thing--us girls in the South of France and dad at home taking care of false teeth! The bartender was laughing as hard as we were!