Saturday we had intended, originally, to have packed up the night before in order to hit the road bright and early and make it to Issoire by 2 for the annual bridge fest there. We like the club in Issoire.
But, well, it's nice down here too; all this sun, and the pool is finally filled and clean and ready to swim in. And we've nearly finished off that great tapenade from the Moroccan at the market, who'll be there again on Sunday but not before. Oh, and the traffic. Weekend traffic on the A7 is just hell.
Tell the cat guy to come around for another couple of days, and we'll go back Monday.
Besides, this way we not only get to sleep in, but there's treasure hunting at the junk market in Villeneuve-lès-Avignon Saturday morning. Where I got my dinosaur last year.
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