Running to Paris cafés morning, noon and night for 5 days, I just wasn't ready to spend the next 7 in the Lubéron Lavande. Hey I'm a New Yorker! I caught an early TGV (07h20) at the Gare de Lyon so I'd have at least 4 hours in my last urban center, Avignon until the workshop ended.
Then I could return to Paris to explore more cafés...3 hours later - local art shops explored first and then the café. Over a steaming cup of hot chocolate, I parked myself on the terrasse of the Festival des Glaces. Situated by a pedestrian boulevard, Rue de la République and facing Place de l'Horloge, the central square, you don't miss a trick. At 2pm, the Atkinsons would take us off to the tiny hamlet of Les Bassacs for a week of Provençal painting and eating in a restored farmhouse.