Arriving at this hotel in high season must be a nightmare.  Nothing that I had read prepared me for the exercise! We wound round tiny, narrow streets until we were faced with the correct one but found access barred by two flashing bollards. Lou squeezed the car into the nearest wall and I went to find the hotel. That done and armed with a code, we parked on an allocated but tiny spot outside the front of the hotel and tried to make sure we took what we needed from the car which was going to be parked in an unknown location by an unknown driver! sadly, I forgot the bag with the kettle etc. So I am writing in a tea deprived state arghhhhhh!

The hotel is in the old town and perfectly placed for exploring on foot. Yesterday afternoon we wandered towards whar ee hoped might be the centre and found our first photo expo. One of the chaps there directed us to thetourist office and on the way wepassed three of the biggest sites, the arena, the theatre and the main square, huge buildings that tower over their neighbours. 

Mission accomplished ie equipped withmaps and a day ticket to the photos, we had an apero on the boulevard des lices and, later, ate tapas on the pavement around the corner from the place du forum. The holiday has begun. And in some style! 🙂