Vacance 2007 - Avignon, France
Marsha & Craig
12/202007

 

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Avignon

If I just describe the food of this town, it would give this town its due.  It is old, and was once the home of the Papal Palace.  It has a bridge, sort of.  Its construction was divinely inspired.  When we got to town, they were featuring their Christmas Market.  Booths upon booths of local foods and soaps and plants and clothes and imports and toys.  It is a market duplicated all over France.  It is fun, and it has a Merry-go-Round.  Lunch is something else.  We grabbed a bite and some wine at the place around the corner from our hotel.  I got an avocado stuffed with crab meat and roasted.  Marsha got ham steak and fries.  The waiters were something out of a sit-com.  They obviously enjoyed working in this place.  Motions were sort of like clock work, but all the inside jokes and stories that were flying around among the plates made for a fun meal.  And the stuff tasted great.  Not a bad combination. 

Marsha went for a nap.  I went to dance on a bridge.  Lets not get our knickers in a twist.  I DID NOT DANCE.  The bridge at Avignon is famous because of  nursery rhyme about dancing on the Pont d'Avignon.  It is an old structure.  Older than my country.  Some of it still stands.  It crosses the Rhone river and it was beautiful this afternoon in December.  I should have had a kite, but I was running short of time.  Avignon has great old buildings and some alleys that are just incredible.  Our hotel room on the fifth floor has a shower on the terrace.  It is a small room, but I prefer to clean the dust of my body INSIDE.

The lights in the village are something else.  We had dinner outside the perimeter of the Christmas Market  I had duck and snails, with a great goat cheese finish.  Marsha had pork.  Somehow a bottle of wine got to our table and we enjoyed it also.  The waiter started the meal  on a strange note, when I was trying to figure out what an angler fish is.  But he got us ENGLISH menus and treated us well.  I can not describe how nice everyone in town is.  The hotel, the street the stores.  All the people are nice and friendly.  It is a LARGE small town.  It is old, and the magic of the holidays is everywhere.

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