“There it is!” I shouted.

I’d spotted Les Deux GarçonsMFK Fisher’s favorite Aix haunt, shortly after my contact lens debacle. Rose, Rebecca, Kathy, and I plopped down at a table in the back only to be told that if we only wanted cafe, we needed to sit at one of the front tables. Chilly in the morning air, yes, but better for people watching.

There’s nothing quite so photogenic as a good cafe creme. Throw in a map, and you have an Instagram masterpiece.