Duane learned several things yesterday (It's about time): Strawberries are better in France. . . . They just are! Roads in the country are unbelieveably narrow, even for tiny cars, the Punto isn't as big of a lumber wagon as previously thought. . . . Duane simply missed the apex on several of the first curves and THAT can be deadly! (Into the thicket deadly!!) Hurray for Fiat! The Gorge du Tarn was scenic as can be and the roads, though incredibly narrow, challenging. We picniced along side the road with a magnificent waterfall to our back. The car temperature camembert was otherworldly in flavor and aroma!! Oh My!! We did get to see the "Out of this World" Viaduct Millau (Bridge). Lord Norman Foster has outdone himself yet again!! What a bridge! We did not drive across it as that interfered with Duane's schedule. Getting to Saint Guillhem le Desert before dark was the goal and nothing must get in the way. Saint Guilhem le Desert is everything they say it is. . . Mostly it is just one big, giant, humongous photo op. There is a photo around every corner. Our Hotel is accomodating and offers dinner, breakfast, free parking and wi-fi. It is morning! Paula is out filling up her memory stick and enjoying the sunshine. Funny, it has been sunny every day since Chris and Betty flew home. Duane Thinks Chris is cursed. (Not by Duane). We miss them. Today we have NO idea where we are going. . . . I love it when that hapens! Happy trails . . . . . see you soon!!