Upon hearing that I'd spent a few days in Arles, a friend sighed, and said that she'd like to die there.
It really is a lovely place, chock full of Roman remains and other treats.
This is the arena, where bull fights still take place (don't tell Mother).
It's all rather impressive, but my fave...
...was this little worn carving of a bull fighter. I much prefer my history on a human scale.