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Michael was not feeling particularly perky today, so we did not make it to Nimes. Lynda and I set off on our own to do a bit of sightseeing, things we could walk to. I am convinced that 95% of the stairs in our known universe are in Avignon. Stairs. Stairs. Stairs. We took off looking for the St. Benezet Bridge that was built between 1171 and 1185. We found it, but they wanted 9 Euros too access it. I had a little bit of a hissy fit, but we found a way to access another section (more stairs) where we could see what we needed to see. In the travel book Michael and Lynda brought, there was a thirty minute walk, described as 'Discovering Avignon's Back Streets Walk.' It took us about three hours to find the starting point, and the first stop was the Church of St. Pierre, built in the 16th century.. In the courtyard of the church is where we had dinner last night. The photo accompanying this entry is 'The statue...is a tiny naked baby...Bacchus, the pagan god of wine, with oodles of grapes.' Not sure why a pagan god is sitting atop a Christian chirch, but there he is! One of the streets we went down is the Rue du Vieux Sextier, which translates to Street of the Old Sexy People. I think it's about time we got our own street! We got back to the apartment, went down for naps, then went investigating again. We all had dinner across the street from the apartment, and we are getting ready to take the train to Nice in the morning. Enjoy!
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