Today we were off to
and Chateauneuf du Pape. We trusted the
GPS once again. As I set it, it said
something and then asked a question that needed a yes or no answer. Naturally, we chose the wrong answer and now
know to say no when it asks if you want to “peages” which means something about
toll roads. Live and learn; it was a
cheap lesson. ;-)
Theaters were part of the Pax Romana, a way to keep the people happy. It was always free and usually lasted at least a day if not three or four. Naturally, food was available as were many kinds of beverages. The audioguide kept gently mentioning the vomitoria but never bothered to explain what those were. Alas, some of us know a little Latin and some Roman history. Gross!!
Across the street is a museum with some of the frescoes and pieces of statuary from the theater, also an art exhibit by Belleroche, an artist I am not familiar with. His pen and ink drawings of
were exquisite and some of his paintings of nudes reminded me of Degas. Kathy, Bev and I stopped for a café between
theater and museum but Lee missed the cue so he did the museum first and went
out for a pastis while we went there.
As we wandered down the streets to the Cathedral (Notre Dame du Nazareth and all the Saints) and the Arc du Triomphe, we passed through a square full of restaurants and bantered with one of the waiters. He was a lot of fun – yes, we got his picture – and had been to
once. I suppose everyone but me has been
there and I really ought to make the trip. ;-)
The Cathedral was magnificent. Built in the 12th century, it was sacked by the Calvinists in 1561-2. They wrecked everything inside and stole the organ before furnishing it to their taste. And then the Catholics took it all back twenty years later (1584), reconsecrating it in 1599. It has been beautifully restored. There are six chapels in addition to the main altar. Of course we took pictures! We also lit candles and said our prayers.
As we made our way to the Arc du Triomphe, we passed a little restaurant called La Dinette. Who could resist? Kathy and I ordered chicken pie and wondered if it came with soggy undercrust and canned peas. Well! Imagine having a crab cake-type interior except with chicken. Then wrap the whole thing in a kind of phylo dough. Heavenly! We asked for the recipe but the chef said it was the one thing she hadn’t made – her mother sent it over and was not inclined to share her recipes with the daughter let alone strangers from the
Not much to say about the Arc. It is in bad shape but is definitely the model for the grand one in
Paris. It was a nice walk on a nice day.
Then we headed for Chateauneuf du Pape. The only reason for going here was to taste wines. The Rick Steves guide to the area suggested a particular cave (wine store, not underground room) where the owner is very knowledgeable and speaks English. We spent a good hour with Daniele and bought five wines, none of which are exported to the States.
Then we came home, stopping at the grocery store for essentials – wine, veggies, fruit, cereal, yogurt, tea bags. We also stopped at a boulangerie for more bread and dessert things.
Now after our spectacular lunch, you would think we would just have cheese, bread and wine for dinner. But no! We had eggs, cheese, tomatoes, ham, potatoes and asparagus in the fridge so Kathy whipped up a simply amazing frittata. It was fabulous!! The first one she has ever made and it was perfect. Alas, Kathy has already announced that two meals is all she plans to cook on this trip. So we will be back to cheese and bread tomorrow.
The washing machine is running, Lee and Bev have already gone to bed and Kathy and I are settling down with our various ebook machines. I think we are off to
tomorrow. Bon nuit!