OK, I was hasty, I may have been down on Provence but Avignon is lovely, perhaps even too lovely in that 'cleaned-up for tourists' sort of way. But enough harping, it is a beautiful walled city, bustling with life, some great culture, nice people in the tourist office and four, yes four, internet cafes. It gets my vote. That’s the measure of a town that welcomes all types of people.
I even cycled round to see the bridge and sang the song that they taught us in our first French lessons at school. No one took any notice so here it is again.
(lilting)
Sur le pont, d’Avignon
L’on y dancer, l’on y dancer
L’on y dancer, l’on y dancer
Sur le pont, d’Avignon
L’on y dancer, toute en rond
(slower)
Les belles dames font comme ca
Les messieurs font comme ca
(lilt again)
Sur le pont, d’Avignon
L’on y dancer, toute en rond
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