Day 2 - Avignon

 The plan for day 2 was to drive out of town and see  some of the regional sights. The little Yaris handles well and we drove some great roads, surrounded by quiet hills of rock, twisted old olives and small vineyards displaying their autumn glory.

It must be something about road trips that builds on the story, but the day went relatively smoothly except for a few hitches :

- Driving through a toll booth I was mistakenly under the impression it was an open lane, and only slammed on the brakes at the last minute just avoiding a bonnet ding with the barrier arm. But it was all pretty slow so except for the insurance hassle no lives would be lost. 

- then the booth failed to spit out the required ticket - but we are experienced at such dilemmas now so the first thing one does is to use the hazard lights, then it's just too bad for any sucker following me through ...

- later in the day, as we drove into Nimes to see the old roman colleseum, the stupid gps diverted me needlessly around narrow single laned cobbled streets that look like they are pedestrian only, though I've seen vehicles on them, but as I meandered my way around, cursing at the ridiculous route, we came back out onto the original main boulevard I had started on ... Go figure ... I think she was deliberately playing mind games with me.

- then to top it off, we had programmed in the closest parking option to the destination, now I realise that was our mistake, but she (the gps) ignored the fact the the road became a bus lane only area, and I was waved at menacingly by a passing taxi driver, but what could I do but go forward and hope the gendarmes weren't anywhere nearby. Once free of the bus lanes, and back on a legit road, I pulled decisevly into the next available park where Heather and I narrowly missed caving into an argument about parking to maximise the space for others - not my priority when I have just manoeuvred through ancient streets meant for Roman chariots. 

Lovely fountains and squares in Uzes

Nimes