After an excellent breakfast with my host I eventually headed off to Nice airport Saturday morning. As one would expect with a gaggle of artists stressed to do their best every day of a tough week of painting and sketching, it must have been a hair down Friday night breaking up party as the first of them were not due to appear at the airport until after midday. This gave me a bit of time to figure out how to operate the car and reset the gps to suit.
But despite a partial lock down at the airport to deal with some unknown threat, the rendezvous was successfully executed and we returned to Vence. A good catch up chat over a bite to eat followed.
Then after another magret dinner and despite an obnoxious English couple with an equally obnoxious dog in tow at dinner, we were beginning to get back on track.
We then spent Sunday driving around the area where said painting group operated so Randall could understand just what a tough gig this was. An excellent lunch at Tourtour was included. But now it was time to dig deeper into France.
We had included a 2 day pit stop at Villeneuve Les Avignon over the Rhine from lesser known Avignon to begin with and this is where we are now happily esconsed. I will have to start walking some big days again soon to keep in trim. Maybe a stiff walk up to Loubressac next week will do the trick.
Weather still very hot and Macron won the election in a landslide even if over 50% did not bother to vote in these second round elections.
And I am almost ready to sing the praises of all things French again. England is now somewhere in the dim dark past.
My travel computer of many years has finally turned up its toes so we are effectively down to just three computers. And worse, I have to learn about M iPad, almost the closest friend of Yvonne. Such is the life of the roaming baby boomer.
Finally, do not yet give up on a post from Yvonne covering her English and painting ventures.
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