Looking for an art class, not as easy as it seems!

Today I had an appointment to visit an artist who gave art classes.  When we arrived we ascertained that I was in the wrong place.  We were told there were two artists with the same studio name.  No big deal we just had to take bus number 21.  We found the right bus and a nice young bus driver helped us out and told us where to get off.  

After climbing a hill in an area of large country homes, we couldn't find the Academy of Art.  There was no one around so we entered this large gate.  A lady came out, somewhat perturbed that we were trespassing. It turned out we were trespassing on the Belgium Consulate.  Niko did his best imitation of a white flag wagging his tail and once the lady ascertained we were too old to mount and attack on the Consulate, she was very nice to us.

 The academy we were looking for was in an obscure path under some shrubs.  Notice the arrow on the picture.  Upon arriving at the camouflaged door we discovered no one home.  Surprise!  We had to trek back down hoping to find a bus to take us back to Aix.  While sitting on the ground like  3 refugees, the Belgium Consulate lady came by in her car and was concerned about us making it back.

The Bus happened to come by at that moment but since we were distracted with the lady, I didn't have Niko in the required bag and our stuff was spread on the ground, so we had to hastily gathered our belongings and sprint for the bus, only to find out it was the same bus driver on her way back.  I think we made more than a few Frenchmen smile in the bus at the ridiculous picture we presented.

On our way back we discovered all the handicapped associations were having a fair and there were several activities for the blind and other people with disabilities.  Very nice.  

Since we had the paperwork to join the tennis club we decided to go and get that done.  Well, we hit dejeneur (lunch) and there was no one to tell us for sure if the office staff would come back.  It was Friday afternoon, so the odds were not with us.  We decided to have lunch at the club. We are learning how to survive.   When in doubt, eat!   The office staff was leisurely eating lunch next to our table and once their meal was completed we were able to finish our business as well. Very efficient in a French kind of way.

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