It’s a small world. We started the day with breakfast with a couple from Idaho staying at the same cycling lodge. We had a great conversation with them and then hit the road to Arles–about a four-hour drive. Arles was more of a stopover as we headed to Nice, but I am glad we decided to stay here.
Unlike Spain, this place shuts down early. By 6:00 everything, including restaurants, were closing their doors. We tried to find a French restaurant, but we couldn’t find a place. So, we ended up eating at a sushi place that served marginal sushi. However, as we were eating our sushi, we realized that we were Americans eating Japanese sushi in France with a Roman stadium right across the street.