To Francesco Petrarca,
Today I arrived in the city of Avignon, which today still retains a distinctly medieval flavor within its venerable stone walls.
By the end of the day I began to understand the frustration you must have felt in laboring day after day within these thick stone boundaries. I enjoyed treading the narrow alleys of this city that was so different from anything I had experienced, but I was more than happy to mount my bicycle and leave behind the stench of the sweltering cobblestone streets, heading towards your favorite retreat in Vaucluse.
Written this 18th of July, in the year of Our Lord 2011.