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we've done some walking around avignon now, and the main ville inside the ancient stone walls is not a large place. it takes maybe twenty minutes to walk across the widest stretch. that's if you don't get turned around in the narrow twisty streets. [all alike. -ed]

it's truly beautiful here. to my outsider's eyes, it's quintessential french to a degree that feels almost disney. i expect a tiny careening renault to finally roll a 1 and clip a stone building as it navigates a turn, revealing merely styrofoam beneath the precisely weathered patina.

there will be many more photos if we ever get a decent camera, or i'll just start scanning in postcards. it's pretty overwhelming to see and be inside.

the reason for this photo, this corner in particular (though you can't read it), is that it's near the apartment it looks like we're getting, and that it's named after the new member of the meyers family. we thought she'd like to see that she already has 400 year old streets named after her