Today started off overcast but that was intended to throw us off our game, because by the time we rolled into Nyons for their market it was stinking hot and sunny and nobody was prepared for it. And I'm complaining because? Heh, it's the 26th of September and we're happy that summer is not retreating.
We barely got into the market before Brigitte and Dawn got into the good stuff. Dawn actually bought a winter coat - the one in her hand. What? Brigitte almost bought another. What? Today was the furthest thought from winter.
The girls DID enjoy their shopping, with promises of many purchases next week.
We got started on this market a little late this morning, but then Brigitte was still suffering jet lag. So we abbreviated our visit and made sure that the last purchase of the day was olives and tomatoes from Viviane. Please note that I had the wrong spelling for her name. We exchanged pleasantries - "Bonjour Viviane. C'est va?" "Bonjour William. C'est va bien!" We bid adieu with olives Provencales and of course sun dried tomatoes, promising to see her on Tuesday in Vaison la Romaine.
Today we semed to be stalked by helicopters, first in Nyons and then with the military choppers off the terrace.
We had an extended lunch back at Chez Pigeon that pretty much blended into dinner. I did take Brigitte on the 75 cent tour of the old village of Cairanne, but then it was time for cocktails and then a lamb dinner. C'est la vie!
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