We got up early for our final ride in Provence, 49 km. We were lucky, because we didn't have to ride up to get out of the gorge. Instead, we got to ride down to Lourmarin, where we found a really nice outdoor market. This is something they have every Friday morning, with cheeses, breads, sausages, tons of fruit and veggies, plus a variety of other stuff - scarves, clothes, etc. We picked up fixings for a picnic lunch (and a small knife to chop up the fixings), and I fell in love with an adorable little puppy.
I really wanted to take him with me. He would have fit perfectly in my bicycle's front bag, and I could picture him sitting happily in there, front paws sticking out, ears flying behind him as we sped down the hill. But I knew I'd have trouble getting him through customs, so I sadly left him behind... then we climbed back on our bikes and continued the journey.