Our three days (2.5 actually) have gone by quickly. The weather held, temperatures were so warm that I only needed to wear a camera vest and camera backpack to be comfortable.
Here are a few photos. The first shows where we stopped for lunch yesterday after visiting the Tomi Ungerer museum. Photos were not allowed. He is a brilliant cartoonist from Alsace who is able, with a few strokes, to poke fun at or uncover human foibles, whether in high society, government, or ordinary life. We had a great platter that was loaded with fresh veggies and Alsatian cold cuts.
We then went our separate ways for the afternoon, as usual. I headed to an interesting Protestant Church, but in spite of signs to the contrary, it was closed. The granite stones in from the of the church had patterns which incorporated crosses.
These students were on break between lycée classes. What a treat, to be able to sit, chat, possibly pretend to review notes--all by the River Ill.
Janice is interested in French lace curtains, and this was a nice one.
The bow tie made the photo for me. It was a tiny shop with a single barber chair--busy.
Two school boys were laughing as their bike wove all over the place while the first lad struggled to go uphill.
I still remember how heavy our children's backpacks were just taking homework home from school every day in Paris some 25 years ago.
I walked a bit along the lower level of one of the river's branches. It was very peaceful.
Two days ago, we ate in this restaurant (mostly covered by the white truck). It was clearly a place business people gathered for lunch. We were the last to leave, since there was no pressing work calling us.
Another in my sandwich-sign series (sable = sand).
Last night's sky suddenly brightened just a bit and I realized how beautiful the evening would look to a camera. This is in the old part of the city now known as La Petite France (Little France). Formerly housing water-powered mills, tanneries and the like, the area was recently renovated and is now fascinating everywhere you look.
Two nights ago, we ate outside under this tree. The building along the river is La Corde à Blanche (Laundry Line, in other words, a former laundry). It was not cheap, but being outside on one of the final warm nights of the year was special.
I like the classy street lights in the old part of Strasbourg. They emit a white light rather than the ubiquitous orange seen in too many villages and cities, and they are maintained--no broken glass or burnt bulbs.
It's time for breakfast. Then we pack our two backpacks and take the 10:45 a.m. train back to Paris, where we are to have one last hot day. Janice will be at her library chair for the rest of the day, wondering how in the world she can ever get through all those books.
With love from us both,
Evan
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