Avignon France

3rd Sept. Avignon
We came and went from Marseille. The camp sites were over 30 kms from the city and quite isolated. The city itself was a typical busy place and hard to find your way around. Avignon is an hours train trip away from Marseille, the station is a short walk from the camp site here, ideal to catch the train down on Saturday, watch the game then head back after. We are parked on the banks of the Rhone with the old city walls and pope's castle on the other side of the river. The famous bridge is to our left. Avignon is also well on the way to Lyon where we will be heading after the game.
Last night we stopped at a small village called Fontvieille, a short distance from Avignon. Five years ago we had two couples stay in one of the cottages, Very nice people who left the card of their restaurant in Fontvielle. I kept it and thought that if we are in the area we would call in. Marie and Thierry were so pleased to see us, they remembered Jelga from the chooks that busied themselves around the cottage and walking into their restaurant we could see they had a mania for poultry. There were plaster chooks in boxes chooks on the roof, chooks painted on the walls, They were everywhere. We had a delightful meal for Fathers Day, missed the closing time for the camp site but they insisted we park in the restaurant car park for the night. There are many restaurants in the small town but theirs has a very good reputation and a Michelin award. Thierry showed us the travelogue of his trip to AU & NZ and the photos he took at Jelga included one of the chooks of course.