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Today (1-27-08) was pretty awesome. We had our first excursion to Le Luberon. We drove to Isle de la Sorgue which was about an hour away

There we hung out at the market and walked around for about and hour and a half. The city is known as the Venice of France because it’s surrounded by water, although there are no dashing men on gondolas. It is also famous for its vast variety of antiques.

While I was there I met my first (of hopefully many) French boyfriends HAH. He told me I have beautiful eyes, this being the only thing he said in English I am guessing it was a well rehearsed line. He told me he is in the circus and I got really excited and told him about Circus of the Kids, or at least I tried. Then he asked me the questions of all questions, the one I’ve been waiting to hear my entire life, Voulez-vous acheter des bonbons pour 5 € si je peux vacciner ce chèvre?
(or something like that) which means “would you buy a box of candy for 5 euros so I can vaccinate that goat? You think I’m kidding, I’m not. Apparently he was a gypsy and his tiny goat could die at any second if I didn’t buy a box of honey candy. After being wooed by this charmant Frenchman with sea blue eyes, and seeing the poor soon-to-be-disease- ridden goat sitting on a stand I said “Non, merci. Je dois partir, au revoir.” (no thanks, I have to go bye.)

this is the goat the I refused to vaccinate

Needless to say I was dry-eyed walking away from this wonderful relationship with my newfound French love and hopefully I will never see him again.

Anyways… we left there to go to Fontaine de Vaucluse which is a city that is surrounded by these huge mountains and has a beautiful stream(ish) running through it. They have no idea where the source is and apparently it’s good for kayaking. We had a picnic of bread, camembert, and an assortment of other items on some stairs

After Fontaine we left for Roussillon which is known to be one of the most beautiful places in France. There is something in the soil that turned everything red and the town itself is idyllic, I’m not sure it can really be described in words.

On the way home we stopped at a chateau in the city where Camus lived and died. Being my first chateau I was pretty impressed, but also extremely tired. We didn’t stay long because it wasn’t open and all we could do was walk around outside. The surrounding area looked a lot like the house on A Good Year starring Russell Crowe, which makes sense because it was set in Provence (Aix actually!) Check it out if you want a better visual, plus it has a decent storyline and an awesome soundtrack.

We still have yet to set up a wireless connection from our house and thus these blogs continue to be read only by myself, but I’m thoroughly entertained and that’s all that matters, non?