I felt a bit of sentimentality, receiving my "diploma," saying goodbye to Christian, and making my way down the ancient, winding stairs for the last time. Once I reached the Place de la Comedie, and heard my old friend playing his classical guitar, I decided to sit at one of the open-air cafes and have a salad avec chèvre chaud. Under a deep blue sky, the huge, open plaza was filled with people, bright, warm sunshine, and the sounds of his melancholy guitar. I felt very happy and content — happy to have successfully navigated this, the first 21 of 36 days of my journey, and sentimental about this being my last day in Montpellier.
I leave tomorrow morning (Saturday) on the 9:13 train for Marseilles, where I will change trains for Aix.
Au revoir, Montpellier!
| A restaurant (or two or three) in the Antigone. Continuing on for quite a ways, one reaches the bibliotheque. |
| If one walks through the entire Antigone, one comes to the Place de l'Europe. |
| Place de l'Europe The statue is a replica of the Winged Victory of Samothrace (circa 220-185 BC) I'll have to look up the original when I visit the Louvre |
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