At 3:30 this morning, I was awake. Lucky Doug woke too, but in typical fashion was able to roll over and return to sleep. At 7am, he joined me in wakefulness and we went downstairs for breakfast. Mary and Norman joined us a little later - we were not sure that they had even arrived , but they had travelled by train from Holland, reaching Arles after we had retired for the evening. It was a relief to know that a they were safely here, because we had not thought to arrange any back-up plan to connect should anything go wrong.
We spent the morning, wandering around the city, inspecting Roman ruins, downing cappacinos and finally enjoying a yummy lunch. Van Gogh painted here and many of his important works are from the area. We followed a self-guided walking tour of his locations. Think Starry Night, Cafe on the Terrace.
Arles is experiencing a Mistral (wind) today. I hope it blows intself out before long. If I had to deal with such weather often, I'd cut my ear off too!
It is sunny and warm and the light is extraordinary. Every colour is jewel-like.
We've just had a little afternoon siesta. Doug visited the Roman baths and a 12th century church, while I snoozed. By tomorrow, I will have achieved a "normal" sleeping pattern.
Good to see you looking so relaxed Norman and Doug. And what's that bright light? Is that the sun? This weekend on Stuart McLean's show, there was a repeat broadcast with the birding theme and Maureen's story about Mica and the baby birds was on it. Even though you are thousands of miles away Maureen, you are still making yourself heard hear in Canada.
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