Arles, about 20 minutes by train from Avignon, was on the agenda today. It was market day there, but also it was their annual bull fighting festival, so it almost felt like we went to Spain for the day! We saw one of the bulls right when we entered the town actually - they put them on display and they move through the town to the old ampitheater where they perform and then are killed. Not pleasant, really, the whole thing...I went through the market for a bit, then got a nice cup of tea at a tea shop and just relaxed...and then shopped. On my way to the train, I ran into a batch of folks and ended up sitting outside the ampitheater having sangria with Bob and his brother-in-law Shane. Oh my - not really one to drink that much typically, or to drink in the middle of the day - I got pretty well toasted. It was good fun though, and Bob and I stuck around for the next round of people showing up to the bull fight. It was very lively - excellent people-watching!
We took the 6 p.m. train back to Avignon and I met up with Amy for dinner. We just had basic food tonight, nothing great, but it was kinda nice to be on our own time and not on a schedule or with the group. We move on tomorrow to a small town called Villefranche-sur-Mer which is about 20 minutes outside of Nice. We're hoping for one of the view rooms, but there are only so many to go around...
Photos: Arles overall, the Ampitheatre, Paella everywhere, market shots and the ill-fated bull...
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