Day 130 Avignon
Take to the tracks of the Spanish railway system and shoot across the countryside at speeds in excess of 250 -300 km/hr! When we slow down, I’m looking over the fields of Avignon, an elegant, walled city at the apex of one of France’s most picturesque valleys. Avignon was the home of French popes for more than a century and today, its legacy is an impressive collection of art, a grand papal palace and what remains s of the Pont St-Benezet bridge (22 archways, down to 4… a bit like the 12 Apostles off the coast of Victoria… there’s like 7 left). After checking in we head off into the old town and check out the town hall… old streets… the papal palace Palais des Papes and gardens then wander along to the bridge ruins. After a short (& I do mean bloody short… 30 seconds I think it took) free ferry ride over to a little island for some views, it’s back home we go. Through a narrow pass near traffic (which I Ace Ventura-ed and fake abseiled along, having g glorious silly fun) we went shopping for a cheap as chips dinner, followed by drinks in the hostel courtyard and and a great casual evening. Oh… and French tv had a show I can totally get behind… its called BOOM and its a cross between trivia and defusing a bomb. You heard me. You answer a question that has 3 answers… like what sports are in are triathlon… and there are 4 answers. 1 is wrong. Cut the wire associated with your answers and see if it sets the bomb off. If so u get showered in paint. Cool.
Day 130 Avignon