The Car That Went Abroad: Motoring Through the Golden Age
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Paine Albert Bigelow. The Car That Went Abroad: Motoring Through the Golden Age
PREFACE
Part I. THE CAR THAT WENT ABROAD
Chapter I. DON'T HURRY THROUGH MARSEILLES
Chapter II. MOTORING BY TRAM
Chapter III. ACROSS THE CRAU
Chapter IV. MISTRAL
Chapter V. THE ROME OF FRANCE
Chapter VI. THE WAY THROUGH EDEN
Chapter VII. TO TARASCON AND BEAUCAIRE
Chapter VIII. GLIMPSES OF THE PAST
Chapter IX. IN THE CITADEL OF FAITH
Chapter X. AN OLD TRADITION AND A NEW EXPERIENCE
Chapter XI. WAYSIDE ADVENTURES
Chapter XII. THE LOST NAPOLEON
Chapter XIII. THE HOUSE OF HEADS
Chapter XIV. INTO THE HILLS
Chapter XV. UP THE ISÈRE
Chapter XVI. INTO THE HAUTE-SAVOIE
Chapter XVII. SOME SWISS IMPRESSIONS
Chapter XVIII. THE LITTLE TOWN OF VEVEY
Chapter XIX. MASHING A MUD GUARD
Chapter XX. JUST FRENCH – THAT'S ALL
Chapter XXI. WE LUGE
Part II. MOTORING THROUGH THE GOLDEN AGE
Chapter I. THE NEW PLAN
Chapter II. THE NEW START
Chapter III. INTO THE JURAS
Chapter IV. A POEM IN ARCHITECTURE
Chapter V. VIENNE IN THE RAIN
Chapter VI. THE CHÂTEAU I DID NOT RENT
Chapter VII. AN HOUR AT ORANGE
Chapter VIII. THE ROAD TO PONT DU GARD
Chapter IX. THE LUXURY OF NÎMES
Chapter X. THROUGH THE CÉVENNES
Chapter XI. INTO THE AUVERGNE
Chapter XII. LE PUY
Chapter XIII. THE CENTER OF FRANCE
Chapter XIV. BETWEEN BILLY AND BESSEY
Chapter XV. THE HAUTE-LOIRE
Chapter XVI. NEARING PARIS
Chapter XVII. SUMMING UP THE COST
Chapter XVIII. THE ROAD TO CHERBOURG
Chapter XIX. BAYEUX, CAEN, AND ROUEN
Chapter XX. WE COME TO GRIEF
Chapter XXI. THE DAMAGE REPAIRED – BEAUVAIS AND COMPIÈGNE
Chapter XXII. FROM PARIS TO CHARTRES AND CHÂTEAUDUN
Chapter XXIII. WE REACH TOURS
Chapter XXIV. CHINON, WHERE JOAN MET THE KING, AND AZAY
Chapter XXV. TOURS
Chapter XXVI. CHENONCEAUX AND AMBOISE
Chapter XXVII. CHAMBORD AND CLÉRY
Chapter XXVIII. ORLÉANS
Chapter XXIX. FONTAINEBLEAU
Chapter XXX. RHEIMS
Chapter XXXI. ALONG THE MARNE
Chapter XXXII. DOMREMY
Chapter XXXIII. STRASSBURG AND THE BLACK FOREST
Chapter XXXIV. A LAND WHERE STORKS LIVE
Chapter XXXV. BACK TO VEVEY
Chapter XXXVI. THE GREAT UPHEAVAL
Chapter XXXVII. THE LONG TRAIL ENDS
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Originally I began this story with a number of instructive chapters on shipping an automobile, and I followed with certain others full of pertinent comment on ocean travel in a day when all the seas were as a great pleasure pond. They were very good chapters, and I hated to part with them, but my publisher had quite positive views on the matter. He said those chapters were about as valuable now as June leaves are in November, so I swept them aside in the same sad way that one disposes of the autumn drift and said I would start with Marseilles, where, after fourteen days of quiet sailing, we landed with our car one late August afternoon.
Most travelers pass through Marseilles hastily – too hastily, it may be, for their profit. It has taken some thousands of years to build the "Pearl of the Mediterranean," and to walk up and down the rue Cannebière and drink coffee and fancy-colored liquids at little tables on the sidewalk, interesting and delightful as that may be, is not to become acquainted with the "pearl" – not in any large sense.
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We were looking down a wide shaded avenue of rather modern, even if foreign, aspect, and full of life. We drove slowly, hunting, as we passed along, for one of the hotels set down in the red-book as "comfortable, with modern improvements," including "gar. grat." – that is to say, garage gratis, such being the custom of this land. Narcissa, who has an eye for hotels, spied one presently, a rather imposing-looking place with a long, imposing name. But the management was quite modest as to terms when I displayed our T C. de France membership card, and the "gar. grat." – this time in the inner court of the hotel itself – was a neat place with running water and a concrete floor. Not very ancient for mediæval Avignon, but one can worry along without antiquities in a hotel.
Avignon, like Arles, was colonized by the Romans, but the only remains of that time are now in its museum. At Arles the Romans did great things; its heyday was the period of their occupation. Conditions were different at Avignon. Avenio, as they called it, seems to have been a kind of outpost, walled and fortified, but not especially glorified. Very little was going on at Avenio. Christians were seldom burned there. In time a Roman emperor came to Arles, and its people boasted that it was to become the Roman capital. Nothing like that came to Avenio; it would require another thousand years and another Roman occupation to mature its grand destiny.
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