As usual, we had a fantastic weekend here in Lower Froglandia.  Francois took us on yet another adventure through the countryside, hither and yon.  I suspect his wife is getting cranky with us, this week's tour to the south of Avignon lasted a little over 9 hours instead of the usual 6.  Next year when we see him, I'm bringing a damn sleeping bad and my toothbrush.

A wine filling station.  Wine is sold by the litre like gas. 

 We visited several amazing wineries and ended up in Les Baux de Provence.  Previously I had taken a glance at the tourist info for this little town, but had no freaking idea of just what it truly was.  Built on a high hilltop, surrounded by ancient Roman limestone mines, the town is a masterpiece of perched village construction.  Its breath taking in every way.  Ok, its touristy as hell as well, but what isn't here?

Les Baux de Provence from a overlook drive.

Winery Entrance

Les Bauc de Provence from below.  I ain't attacking that.

Francois allowed us a little while to mooch around the village before heading off to the final winery.  It left a strong impression on me, and I think everyone else too.  I know I am looking for a chance to come back and explore more.

The Girls(tm) took off to Hampsterdammit on the TGV early Sunday morning.  A little confusion with the train stations, but one or two Amazing Race moments later they apparently made it.  Not that I know for sure, they never call anymore...

So now its just Us and The Girl Child rambling around this giant freaking apartment.  Its quiet, almost too quiet.  Luckily the trance/electro music from the store downstairs keeps us company.  Lucky, lucky, us!