And Vwahhh-lah

So. The Southern French have accents, too. In Paris, Voila is  Vwa_LaH! You say it fast and are done with it. In Provence it's Vw-a-a-hh_La-h-h and descending on that last Lahh. It's like the difference between You All and Y'all.
Isle Sur La Sorgue is a lovely little town, full of tourists slapping sandals on ancient cobble-stoned streets. But with good reason. It has an old history of fabric and paper making, of fishing and mysterious things to do with the papacy at Avignon way back when. (Tres complique!)
The River Sorgue is clear and a constant (13C) temperature all year long, springing from the earth at the Fontaine de la Vaucluse. There is a deep hole that the river wells forth from that's been probed at least since the 19th century by men wearing primitive scuba gear all the way to Jacques Cousteau & company. The annual water flow is constant, from rain and snow melt in the mountains above.
We dipped our feet in today, there are lots of spots where you can sit close to La Sorgue. The cool water is delightful. It's a Class 1 fishing river.
There also are water wheels, about 15 of them, relics only. They don't function to serve any fabric or grain industry any more. They are lovely nonethless.
Sunday is the antiques market, which IslS is known for.
Les photos:

Notre Dame des Anges, Isle sur la Sorgue

 13C all year long (great for cooling hot feet & crystal clear).

Cafe of the Umbrellas (Made up name!)

Our feline neighbor.

 Beautiful water wheel. These are so cool, in more ways than one.

Graffitti. Can't help it!