Before going to see Les Luminessences d'Avignon, we decided to treat ourselves to dinner and drinks in the city (this country mouse needs to get a dose of city living every now and then). As I walked around, I tried to really pay attention and soak all of Avignon in. I wasn't in quite full on Holiday Eyes mode, but I wasn't being completely blasé about it all either, so when I came across something that took my fancy, I snapped a picture, or in this case, Gregory snapped one.
It should be noted that Gregory is a worse photographer than I am. Whereas my shabbiness lies in lack of skill, his is lack of patience. He holds up a camera and snaps so quickly that nine times of of ten, the photo usually comes out all sorts of fuzzy.
I came across this dapper gentleman hanging out outside of a toy shop and decided he deserved a shot. He's very shiny.
For the first time in the however many visits I've made to Avignon, I looked up at the buildings and spotted the small statues that adorn them.
Do you see that copper pot hanging there? Does anyone know what it means? I've seen it a few times over here, there was even one hanging outside my house when we moved in, but I haven't a clue what it's all about.
We stopped into my favorite wine bar in the city, Avitus. Mrs. London and I opted for white. There's a Sancerre there and a Bourgogne Blanc. They got switched though and neither one of us could tell which was which. Oh well, they were both delicious.
Dinner was at Le 26, a restaurant that has moved right to the top of my I heart Avignon list. (Seriously, if you are in Avignon, eat there. Oh, and don't forgot to call me so I can join you.)
A bottle of Cairrane, fois gras, and a steak swimming in a creamy morel mushroom sauce and served on a puff pastry bun... oh la la! Bring on the gout!
As we we made our way to the Palais des Papes for the light show, we passed by an elegant courtyard, hidden behind a baroque fence. Being the nosy creatures we are, we stuck our heads through to have a look. Sure enough, it was just as quaint and charming as we'd imagined.
"I'd like to live here" I said. And then Mrs. London pointed out the plaque hanging on the door next to it and replied, "Me too."
Barbie can keep her dream house, me, I'll take the House of Wine.