Spain Day 8 - France (2) Day 1

I woke up this morning to an apartment almost fully packed by my sweet husband who didn't want to wake me till the last possible moment! I am so blessed! We pulled the European "stop-in-the-middle-of-the-road-with-your-hazards-on" to load up the car - I feel like I truly belong now :) We stopped by Gaudi's Sagrada Família and Park Güell on the way out of town.



Long day of driving - we decided to cover a longer distance than we originally intended, because of the pouring rain. It totally worked and when we arrived in Aix-en-Provence (suggested by Pete's mom) the sun was shining brightly. We immediately pulled in at the first Château B, tasted the wine and inquired about lodging. We were directed to the tourist office where we promptly called through 1/2 the "Country Cottage" page before landing on a place with openings. After an "adventurous" comedy (the black kind) of directional errors, we finally arrived as the last sparkles of dusk retired for the evening. We settled in and after opting for cooked breakfasts instead of "kitchen privileges," we headed out to find a scrap of something to eat. The restaurant we had spied on the way in was closed by the time we circled back to the itsy-bitsy village near our gite. Plan B - the Pizza Van around the corner - in what could only be described as the itsy-bitsy town square.



We had a truly french pizza experience, complete with Chèvere chese, salted ham, bell peppers and creme, yup creme poured directly on the pizza before it was thrust into the wood burning crucible (the black smoke stack protruded obviously through the roof of the Mercedes vanigan, as if that wouldn't turn heads on the freeway.) With full tummies, we are ready to turn in - gotta be ready for an astonishingly early 9 o'clock wake up call for hot french breakfast!