Avignon is a pretty place in Provence, also known as the City of Popes. A city that used to be confined by medieval ramparts, but has since branched out over the years.
Tuesday is a big market day; the indoor market stalls were filled with fresh vegetables, meats, spices, cakes etc... A feast for the eyes.
The outdoor markets were more antiques based selling anything from jewellery to books.
The outdoor markets were more antiques based selling anything from jewellery to books.
One of the main attractions in this city is the Palais du Pape and it is huge. So big that I still couldn't get the whole Palais in with my wide angle lens.
The Palais was impressive. The murals on the wall were stunning and it is amazing that people were so skilled in this art to create something so intricate without the conveniences of modern technology.
As I was walking around the Palais, I happened to lift the bottom of my maxi dress to climb some stairs and realised that my feet were completely black and filthy. It seemed that my maxi dress was serving a dual purpose; as a dress and as a sweeper of the Palais. Perhaps I should have asked the city for some taxes.
The Pont d'Avignon was our next stop, which is a bridge that leads to nowhere. It wasn't always this way. The bridge was a way of crossing the river. But the high current of the river kept destroying it and so they gave up trying to fix it. Now the bridge stops half way across the river.
Dinner was at an expensive restaurant just outside of the Palais du Pape. We had a 7 course meal that was amazing. The food was so fresh, light and so yummy. It was hard not to eat so quickly.
The meal was also very entertaining, as Mer had the Sommelier and Maitre d' trying to decipher a text from her Frenchman in Beaune. It did have some personal elements to the message and I think I saw the Sommelier blush.
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