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Published: April 28th 2011
Today I spent the day in Aix-en-Provence. This is actually one of the places that I was most looking forward to visit. The reason being that when I was 13 I had a pen pal called Florence and she was from Aix. I don’t know if back at that age, I ever had the notion that I would one day make it to Aix-en-Provence.
Aix is relatively close to Marseille needing only a 45 minute train ride to ge...
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I'm a bit behind here, clearly... I have a shirt from Aix-en-province, bought for me by Christine's grandmother when she went. Wearing it at the gym once, a lady stopped me to ask if I'd ever been (I assumed that she wanted to feel my traps but was mistaken). I explained that I had not. She wouldn't stop talking to me about the place, how much I would love it, how great the people are, etc. Eventually, I had to return to my 120 pound curls but she raved about it for quite a while. The moral of the story? Don't buy me a shirt there, I already have one.