28 September 2006

Belle France again



So back behind a French steering wheel again – what a relief. I hoped to whizz out of Nice very quickly to avoid the traffic – the thought was to head for the hills, the general direction of my B&B, but no –I got stuck on the main road heading along the Med, and after sitting in traffic jams I finally arrived in Antibes! Finally after winding around what felt like all the roads in the vicinity of Grasse, I found my first night's B&B. The owner could believe I had found my way to her all the way from Australia!

The next few days I spent slowly making my way to the Lot, and stopped one night through in Cotignac (a B&B run by Eric, who’s wife seemed absent - he was running the B&B on his own and came flying out of his room all dishevelled in the morning to make my breakfast - slept in!). Next night was in Villeunette, a teensy walled village famous for providing fabric to ....... and then a night in the middle of nowhere past lots of Roquefort sheet in the Tarn somewhere.

When I arrived back in Frayssinet to Mary's little cottage, it was like returning home and great to see everyone again and be able to stop for a while. The next 5 weeks or so were spent on the social social whirl, taking photos of the autumn colours in the vines, and painting - tho a whole new palette of reds and golds was called for.



07 September 2006

Lucca, Italy

I then spent the day on 3 different trains to finally arrive in Lucca, a medieval town I’d seen a photo of somewhere. I spent a night right up on the rooftops of the town – just me and the churchbells!


Next day was another 3 trains – and of course, they all arrived late, so I missed all my connections and finally arrived at San Remo at late Sunday night, where I had dinner with a nice young American couple I’d met in Genoa!!



Roma


Flew into Rome and got the train into my hotel - fortunately not too far from the station. Spent a day or so wandering around Rome, camera in hand. Had forgotten how noisey the Italians are - everyone seems to shout or have their hand on the horn.

A Wedding in Italy