Remembering France

Just remembering all the wonderful meals in the cafes, the wine, the characters we met. The great food,  often simple yet delicious. The sunny days filled with rolling hills and lavender fields. Hardly ever saw a gas station, or market, or 7-11 or CVS,  and the one McDonalds our cab driver took us to (in desperation, we were starving!) was spotless, modern with touch screen kiosk for ordering in the center and featured expresso, salads made to order with goat cheese and olives, a pastry section, in fact it was hard to find a hamburger!  The carafes of rose wine at dinner, a cold beer at lunch with a simple salad. We didn't gain weight, though we lost weight- or at least I did, from all the walking. Great memories. will continue as I paint. Two done , many to go......

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