Superstardom …

and I now understand why the superstars resort to drink and drugs. But I’m getting ahead of myself…

Spent a couple of days in Arles discovering what the Romans did for Them (apologies Pythons) – sport, culture and the arts, fresh water ….

Then popped over into the Camargue

and that’s where the fans caught up with me. I was followed, mobbed and then attacked. Without my security guards I had no option but to leave after one night and return to anonymity. I’m a Mozzie Magnet, a Blood Babe despite liberal use of jungle strength repellant, wine, garlic and tea tree ointment. Needless to say I did not leave a forwarding address.

Diverting via the Pont du Gard (Romans again, got everywhere) I’m sheltering in Avignon to see what the old Popes got up to when they weren’t sur le pont d’Avignon. You’ve got to hand it to the French, they do love their ponts and viaducs.

Le Pont du Gard

🙂 🙂 🙂

4 thoughts on “Superstardom …

  1. Ah, the good old PDG… brings back memories…… And your shot of the Alyscamps in Arles has great light and shade….I only ever saw it in gloomy weather. Glad you’re having fun!

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