Hey Winos!. . . We have found the source of most of your problems! The French are growing grapes by the boatload load over here! Today we drove from Carcassone to Collioure and found nothing but vineyards. . . . This will provide way too many grapes. . . Seriously, who drinks this much wine? I know. . . You do! . . . . . . Whatever. . . . The drive was spectacular!!!
Breakfast in Lagrasse (They were playing Donna Summers on the radio. . .  "Hot Love!")  and then Collioure . . . . . .Collioure is our new favorite sea town (Positano excluded, as it will always be the BEST), but this is a championship city and we may never leave.  It's got seaside, castles, cathedrals, museums, a Wednesday Market,  shops, ceramics, linen, artists, gelato, galleries, seafood, vino and much, much more. I will try and post pictures, but the wi-fi is a little cranky. You'll just have to take my word for it. Unlike many other towns which get much of their charm in that they haven't been painted in 50 -75 years, Collioure (ALL of it) looks like it was painted last week! Seriously, it is painted up in the most grandest of fashion in all of the latest and greatest colors. If the picures hold, and they never do, you can see for yourself. . . It is truly remarkable. And the people are nice. . . Every single one of them. It is like a whole different country. Gotta go. . . . Paula is already asleep and we must be up in the morning for "Market Day!"