Avignon

I've just had a tasty Thai lunch in a shady little square next to a gothic church in this walled city. The breeze sturrst the leaves of two plain trees, making me feel even cooler. I'm not at all ambitious about visiting the various museums and galleries. I haven't seen a laundromat, but if I do - laundry and a good read would just hit the spot.

I'm happy to be anoe after 2 days of intense interaction. The light is so bright and crisp today, ideal for photography. The creamy yellow of the local stone, the sharp contours and the twisting irregularities of the streets produce one picturesque prospect after the other.

Tomorrow, I return to Dijon.