to Provence. I’m at Schipol Airport right now, having downed a large cappucino (the Dutch really do know how to make good coffee) and a dutch apple pie. Plane leaves at 10:10…. and after my French Verb podcasts finish downloading, I’m off to replace the camera that got stolen in Muscat. I stopped at an electronics store before I did anything else, just to see what they have on sale.
No Nikons in my price range, but a sweet little Canon, smaller than my phone, and almost as thin. With lots of bells and whistles, but very dumbie-proof. I cashed in some KD to make the purchase. The exchange was due to open at 6 am, but we waited until about 6:20 before they opened the windows….. very unconcerned they were too, as great, long lines waited. I figure they must be on the EU equivalent ov Newfoundland time… about 1/2 hour late.
I received an email from corinne – planning chinese food in Marseille for lunch.
I thought I’d pass on a link to the town I will be visiting for the next two weeks. It’s a lovely place, and very old. i can’t wait to get back there and go to the market, and buy the bread for breakfast, and….and…and…
More late, with photos.