Mount Blanc Saturday Right away the first village had a ganz schรถne Markt. In a ganz toll location! The village lay right unter dem Bergen. The old village church, made of stone, rang out church bells ๐ each hour beautifully filling in the background.
Walking through we found fresh kรคse, Obst, and of course croissant ๐ฅ Beautifully clear blue skies, with picturesque white puffy clouds โ๏ธ all surrounded by rocky snow capped Alps. We loved the fresh invigorating air. Polka music ๐ถ spielt from one of the booths. We saw the African carpet sellers and clothing hustlers. There was cheap jewelry leather goods, and carpet cleaners. All was ganz mellow. I felt like we were in a movie scene. So wirklich toll. I loved it.
We saw a French sheep ๐ hearder selling his cheese ๐ง in a booth. Dagi saw his milk tin and got excited about having fresh milk. After I bought French Provence dolls for my doll collection, we drove on to find a picnic spot. Rolling green grass meadows, surrounded by the French Alps.
Summer 1992