Aix-en-Provence-Avignon-Arles

In Aix-en-Provence, the city of water, I saw a beautiful fountain, and in Avignon, I enjoyed Rhone wine and a wonderful meal. In Arles, I looked at the Rhone River at sunset and thought of Van Gogh, who painted the sea. It marked the end of a long-awaited trip to France. I used to want to visit France so many times. Maybe because I made excuses for work, Time passed by indifferently.