“On the bridge of Avignon, they are dancing, they are dancing…”
Traveled to Avignon via bus on Saturday. Such a beautiful town, though there is really not that much to do there. It’s basically summer here. The trees and flowers have just started to bloom and it’s lovely. It was around 70-75 degrees with a slight breeze and we spent the majority of our time sitting along the Rhone River next to the aforementioned bridge. The bridge was built in the 1100s and originally stretched across the Rhone, to the mid-river island, and on to the town on the other side but was destroyed by floods and the builders eventually gave up.
The town also has the Palais des Papes, a ginormous medieval palace where nine popes resided, beginning in 1309. Pope Clement V decided to move the papacy to Avignon because he didn’t like Rome. In 1377, the papacy was returned to the Vatican, but this caused a “Papal Schism” and “antipopes” continued to live in Avignon.
Other scenes from the town:
Double Decker Carousel
Intact ramparts surrounding the whole city
NOTE: Preston made me feel self-conscious yesterday and my next blog post will have zero building photos. Just people.