We enjoyed a “free” day in Avignon today.

Started the morning trying to figure out how to start a French washing machine. It has the capacity for 2 shirts, 2 pairs of underwear and a sock. It kept throwing an error code, which I had to look up online. I got to practice my French curse words.

Ken rented a city bike and rode along the Rhône River to check out the area. This (see picture) is the Pont Saint-Bénézet, a medieval bridge that was abandoned in the 17th century because of its tendency to collapse every time the Rhône River flooded.

Mom and I went shopping. Bought this chic French scarf. At a chic French store.

Looked at some more street art. Tried to make a decision, but put it off. Again.

Picked up my necessities haul at the French pharmacy.

Walked all the way across town to go to an English bookstore that got great reviews on Yelp. It said it was open online. It was not. Merde.

Seems to be French laundry day here today. There’s something about clothes drying outside on a line that’s kind of beautiful.

Had another adventure in the French grocery store. Found pink toilet paper, which reminded me of my grandma’s house in the 70s. Whatever happened to colored toilet paper, anyway?

Considering a nap under these jasmine trees on the patio. But every bee in France is currently busy collecting pollen, and I don’t want to be the one to interrupt them.