Aqua, Arena and Ampitheater

 Today we had an early morning and then off to Arles, well sort of, it is dicey to get all of us going in the same direction at the same time.  We decided to skip the scintillating bread and coffee (though the coffee was stinkin good!) and  hit up a boulangerie.

 This was Kathy and Deans first Patisserie/Boulangerie moment and they both had a good first.  I had an Almond Croissant and it was heavenly!  Off to Arles it was, it was a longer trip, I probably, in retrospect, did not pick the accommodations well from a navigational standpoint.  We found a parking place with relative ease and walked right into town like we knew where we were going!  

As we approached there was a woman with a yorkie who ended up 

serenading us through much of our Arena visit.  She was working it, look at her feet!, And look at the Yorkie, he is one happy Pup!

The place is immense and it is amazing that is was built soon after Christ's visit to the earth!  It was built around 90 AD.  I could never figure out how to get to the top but Jodi and Dean did and got some great photos.

I tried to sense the things that had gone before, but truly all I cold sense was bull merde, as they now have bull fights in the arena. 

There is a roman amphitheater in Arles as well and it too was an amazing thing to see, to ponder at the life of people in that time.  

Life must have been terribly hard and yet they still found time to be entertained.  The theater is still in use for events today, I think I would bring a pillow!!  

Lunch was pizza and soft drinks, in the shadow of the arena.  

Jodi can take some killer pics, I am pretty fond of this one.

Kathy wanted to put her toe in the Medeteranian so Dean and I put our finger on the map, sort of, and picked a place close.  Not the best choice.   So it seems a trip to the coast is on the agenda for tomorrow.  After we returned (never the exact same way LOL)  to find the aquaduct.   

It is not really in Arles, but it is rather out in the country, all alone with little fanfare.  Unfortunately it was hard to figure out where it originally started and what it actually watered as it abruptly ended over a valley.  

Jodi found it necessary to clamber around on the ruins, which scared the heck out of me.  

My mother is coming out, all I could think of is: "We are out here in the middle of no where, how the heck would we get her out if she fell and hurt herself."  

Dinner on the way home was in St Remy de Provence, 

I had ( Drum roll)  Tartare de boeuf, hand cut though, the best is yet to come!