Wednesday, 3 December 2008
Pont-du-Gard : suite
The day was lazy, warm and sunny and Provence-Alpes-Côte d'Azur - in the south of this wonderful country was announcing its welcome with clear skies and bright sunshine.
The aura of siestas could be sniffed in the breeze and the townsfolk at the roadside cafes in Remoulins were not concerned one way or the other.
Summer was only just over and no one could accept that this was really so !
But the excitement was building.
Soon we would be arriving in Avignon and Nathalie would be there to meet us.
At least we had brought her some good, old-fashioned Aussie weather !
Crikey, I thought, what language shall we speak ?
There was a choice of four, French, Australian (where one holds the nose while speaking), British (just come from there), or Globish.
Demain, vous pouvez découvrir le résultat et la réponse.
C'est le temps de sieste à l'heure actuelle.
À demain !