"The city sleeps and the country sleeps, The living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time, The old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife; And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them, And such as it is to be of these more or less I am, And of these one and all I weave the song of myself." -Walt Whitman
Monday, February 20, 2006
St. Cannat
Today I tried to go to Mt. St. Victoire but after a series of missed buses Jen and I just got on the next random bus we saw. Went to St. Cannat. Very quaint little place. We had no idea where we were going but it turned out nicely. Basically we took a long walk through Provence. Tonight I am going to try out the Cafe philosophique at Le Festival and tomorrow, bright and early,we partons for Paris.
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