Back on Track

A reasonably early start... 9:30 a.m. Judy and Pat are on a two day road trip Avignon, Nimes and Arles...to Provence. We drive exactly 5.8km before stopping at the Huit au Huit for pastries and water. Around the corner and up the hill for a stop at the money machine. We are making good progress, right. The drive across the mountains toward Limoux is like an ever changing watercolor. The cool air has touched the leaves and all are changing their coats for the Fall season. The vines which were so green and crisp looking when we arrived are now tipped with reds and yellows. The aspen trees are becoming a glorious gold and those trees I refferred to earlier as similar to our sycamore trees are actually what the French refer to as plane trees and you will see them lining the roads as you enter and exit small villages and towns. In larger cities they are planted in green areas around town.

I know my details like above may be driving some of you wild but I think I am doing this for a selfish reason. When I return home I will have the memories is words as well as in photographs and will be able to relive these wonderful times so please bear with me.

Back to the road trip. It must be opening day of some hunting season. There are hunters in orange vests and guns off the sides of the roads between Chalabre and Limouix...just like at home. The pickup trucks and jeeps are on the side of the roads or pulled off at crazy angles just like the roads of Claiborne Parish in Louisiana. Boys will be boys all over the world. Let if come Fall and there is football (rugby) and hunting. What a small world in every way you can imagine.

Break time... I have to assist Pat navigating through Limoiux and toward Carcasssonne. The French round-abouts are wonderful and I have found it reasonably easy to read road signe if you know which towns you will pass through on the trip. Only a few times have we had to make multiple trips around the round-about.

Judy