I did in fact increase the number of photos taken (and otherwise acquired), and here are the fruits of my labor!
First, this is a picture of me right outside La Comédie Française. I am bundled up in preparation for a long walk (or, as it turned out, half a walk) home.

Here is a photograph of the inside of Le Bon Marché. Right after I took this picture, a sales lady came over to tell me that I'm not allowed to take pictures. "Bon marché" means "cheap," but this store is the most expensive department store in Paris. It's basically a clothes museum.

And now we get to photos of Provence! This is a picture of me and Rachel standing in front of the ruins of a Roman (!) theater in Arles. France is old...

Below is a picture of the town of Gordes. The town is built into the side of a hill/mountain. All the fields around here grow lavender and lavanda. The air smelled
amazing.
And then we went to the nearby village of Ruissillon, where they have ochre cliffs.

Ruissillon is probably the cutest village we saw. The sign below says: "Please respect the vine, which is 150 years old. Do not pick the bunches of grapes. This vine is sacred."

Ok, how cute is this town?

And then there was Avignon. So, there's a children's song about Avignon - specifically about dancing on the bridge there. Here you have the Rhône River, with the Pont d'Avignon. And then "on" the pont, or above it, you have 3 ladies dancing. So that kind of counts, right?
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