Sometimes great travel moments need a little bit of help from the director. I had the right stage and the perfect scene: on the Bridge of St. Benezet sticking out over the Rhone River. Perfect clear skies, a warm sun and a breeze. There was only one thing missing. I needed the right background music.
You know. Like when Elvis starts to sing and a guitar is thrown miraculously from the audience and he's accompanied by an invisible 56-piece orchestra!
Fortunately, this director was prepared. I put on my headphone sets, punched the cassette player clipped to my hip pocket and listened to Songs of the Sephardim, traditional music of the Spanish Jews. Not that the Bridge of St. Benezet has anything to do with Spain or Jews, but the music, a gift from a friend, sounded as old as the bridge and with each step, I stepped farther into time, to the mid-12th century when the bridge was built.
Back then it actually made its way across the Rhone to Villeneuve-les-Avignon. But in 1669, half of the bridge fell into the river and it was never rebuilt. So the story goes, the bridge was the product of a vision of a shepherd boy named Benezet.