Provence is beautiful

We arrived in Provence Monday evening.  But we drove through a crazy thunderstorm to get here--lots of lightning and rain, slowing us down to about 70 kph (kilometers per hour), and we arrived after dark.

Our first night was spent at a vineyard bed and breakfast, a building from the middle ages.  The stairs up to our rooms had deep groves from all the feet that trod over them through the centuries.  We met Vera, a high school girl that grew up in LA, her family moved to Austria so she could go to school for hotel and vacation training.  Her parents are both Austrian, so she knows German and is now working on French.  She  arrived here one week ago and was fun to visit with.

Yes, the lavender fields really do exist.  And we could smell them the night before, even when we could not see them.

Yesterday we arrived in Avignon and are now officially part of Lavelle Stanley's family, having met her niece, Cheryl.  We are staying in her B and B.  It is absolutely beautiful, overlooks the city of Avignon, the Pope's Palace, and an ancient Fort.  All of the Winter's family have tried the pool.  The Greenlee's will this evening.

Dale and Glen are staying here today.  Bob, Mel, and I are going to the market in St. Remy this morning.

Before we left Paris, we came across this statue.  We could just imagine him saying:  "I never know how to respond when they ask boxers or briefs!"