Friday morning five of us struck out to explore some of the French countryside in Provence. We all fit comfortably in the Citroen Picasso, with Sigrid, Susan, and Margaret in the back, Wes rode shotgun and navigated, and I drove. It has been a while since I drove a stick shift, and learning how to correctly manage the roundabouts was challenging, but with a little unsolicited guidance from Wes, I started getting it together with only one or two clutch-smoking events. Weather was cool, rainy, windy and blustery, but did not dampen the day. Some of the sights:
Wes admires my sandwich - The "Catalane" - Marinated sardines, with garlic pickled tomatoes and pesto. Really good.