Here's a few shots from around our new home, courtesy of our friend Linda (who was a wonderful house-guest for a week, taking GREAT care of us while here).
Believe it or not, this is our street in southern France, not an urban passage in a war-torn north African country. We find it charming. One of the hazards of living on a new construction block.
Our sweet view from our window. Used to be something. No immediate future plans. Currently it's where the neighborhood dogs go to poop.
Welcome to the Vieux-Port fish market. You can buy anything you want here, as long as someone caught it that morning.
A typical French eatery.
And a couple of bird's eye views of the city: