South Beneath the Full Moon

Utopiales ended on Sunday, and a fine convention it was, too. Then we spent three rainy days in Bourgogne, visiting Kathy’s cousine Karen, who with her S/O Jean-Bertrand owns an old stone farmhouse dated 1641. We left bloated with Jean-Bertrand’s superb cooking, spent a day and a half in Avignon checking the scene, and are now on the road in Provence, which looks very like van Gogh paintings only more so.

Now off to find an expensive and highly calorific dinner!