Well I’ll tell you something: I’m nothing if not a woman of my word. I’m a big fan of following through on stuff. If you say you’re gonna do it, then do it. Okay, this policy doesn’t apply to reducing wine consumption or to anything related to French bakeries, but last week I decided to crack open my emergency fund and blow it on travel. I’m happy to report that the Carpe Europe Project has officially begun.
I decided to start small. While poor Rusty has been slaving away at driving school (I’m still working on a loophole for me), I’ve been studying train schedules. So starting next month, the first stop on the giraffe express will be Avignon.
I’ve never been to the south of France but Neil lived there many years ago and if he had his way … I’m sorry, I’m just pausing to crack up over the concept of Neil having his way about anything … we’d be living down there. It’s his favourite part of France. Apparently the fact that the Avignon hospital has an entire wing dedicated to treating heat wave victims is only relevant to one of us. Anyway, since the poor man suffers so, what with working and now the driving debacle, I figured it was a fair place to start.
We’ll be sleeping here …
And sitting here …
And after all that sleeping and sitting, we’ll be eating here …
I’m squeezing this 3 day excursion in before I go back to Canada, that’s how committed I am to this caper. After I return from Canada, once I recover from the exhaustion of selling 17 books and the many long awaited reunions with everyone and anyone who’ll talk to me, I shall begin the plan in earnest.
Already I’m looking into one of my dream destinations — Ireland. Of course Neil’s pushing for somewhere where nobody speaks English. He keeps forgetting we’re going to Newfoundland. That’ll fix him.
while there, shame not to se Arles, St Remy de Provence, Les Beaux de Provence… oh, i forgot, you only have 3 days. Sigh.
happy travelling to you….drink it all in,as I know you will(I mean.the whole experience)
Life is out there waiting for you to take it by the ears and shake the bejeesus out of it.
Go Bobbi !!!
Have a marvelous time, Bobbi! I can’t wait for the write up!
The south of France is magical. I spent a week in Monaco and I’d love to read your take on that land of plenty!!!! It would be a fun read……
How I love the south of France. Spent not long enough there a long time ago.
Don’t forget to dance sur le pont d’avignon.
Looks heavenly, and more importantly, it looks comfy. Enjoy!
The people who live there, come vacation here…in the Basque Country :)
If you can… and if you have time… visit Le Bercail restaurant on the Island in the Rhone…. foods pretty okay and certainly not expensive… but with a fantastic view from the terrace….. just like your first photo!
laughing over the idea of neil getting his way!!!
Bon voyage, my dahling! Can’t wait to hear all about it!
All my relatives are there!! it’s gorgeous! ENJOY
“fou de fafa” sounds like a restaurant in a French comedy written for an English audience …
Seriously, have a wonderful time. Hope you (or Neil?) take lots of pictures.
I see Camelot in these photos. Enjoy!
I see Eatalot
Sounds brilliant! Gosh the idea of a pre-book escape. I’m heading to Londontown.
You’re so freaking adorable.
And that’s why you live in France. The ability to go see places like that. Will you visiting les demoiselles?
Lordy, what a bad joke. I blame exhaustion and an overdose of mouthwash.
Ooh, it looks gorgeous. I can’t wait to see your pics from there. :D