Today we travelled to somewhere in France 🇫🇷 from Saint-Rémy to St. Etienne, I believe St. Etienne Jr. only a few hundred Einwohnern. Stayed at cute campground in someone’s property who had a large old stone house and noisy dogs. We walked into town and had a lovely dinner with aperitifs, pizza, wine 🍷 and Salat. Then the dessert descriptions and oui oui oui, two Mont Blancs — as soon as I heard that Maroon Cream Chestnuts 🌰. Mmmmm.

Then watching as we sat in tiny piazza – the young boys spielen Bocce Ball on one side, and mid-age auf die andere Seite. Walking back, stopping to hear and see the classics Konzert beim Pool municipal outside- ganz toll und gut.

Walking too far in complete dark, we couldn’t even read the sign to our camp place up close, so we were just folgenden die Lichtern.

 

Summer 1992