Not much to report, just a lazy Sunday wandering around Avignon yesterday, since bus travel is futile on Sundays. Today we did laundry (!!!), imbibed oodles of hot chocolate (which comes in varieties here - even from automated dispensers - including chocolat chaud (hot chocolate), chocolait (a pun, hot chocolate with milk), and a third one that comes in powerful, brown-black half-cups. Chocolate, in fact, has become its own food group in France, and a main staple of my diet - often swaddled in a buttery, flakey croissant (the worst of which are still better than the good ones in New York).
Tonight we take on Marseille in search of bouillabaisse!