An Italian Dinner in France

These trips back into town really add up, I hope I did not make the mistake of booking any other places outside of the main town… I caught the bus just as I arrived to the station and began to wander. I found that the venders from last night were setting up again and enjoyed my leisurely stroll to the end of Cours Mirabeau. During my stroll I found out that I was correct earlier and that there was a fruit and veggie market other than the daily one further away and I had not messed that up. I will investigate that on Saturday.

All of the restaurants in Aix are really expensive and I did not feel like spending that kind of money on dinner. The Italian places were cheaper but even to sit down it was a bit much for what I was feeling. I found a pizza place that was insanely busy and people were getting slices and pies to go…I decided to get into line. The girl got to me and asked if I had ordered and I said yes (oops). After everyone else left she asked me what I would like and I ordered two cheese slices and a sprite. I found a bench across the street, near the street vendors and enjoyed people watching with my dinner.

I really did not want the second slice, but they were small and I got two because I needed to eat two! So I forced the second one down and decided to head back to the hotel. The bus was now only running three times an hour and when I got to the bus station, of course there was no schedule of the times. I asked an old man what time it was…and two minutes later, a bus! It was perfect timing and my day ended with a full tummy.