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| #4 takes a photo of the ancient archway. |
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| In the distance Lisebeth, our Alsatian Cousin/Cuisinière with Lou Henry & Claire |
We had sauntered up through the cobbled streets in the town of Riquewihr,* couched on a hill. The topmost street sloped gently back toward the old entry archways. Here we could see more sky as houses had less stories. Suddenly some dark red shutters gave way, & the glass-paned windows rattled open to reveal a smiling old lady. This was the conversation that ensued between her, another male tourist, & myself.
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| She still can't resist flirting. |
She: Bonjour! Bonjour!
Us: Bonjour, madame!
She: Welcome to our town! So nice you’ve come. We love visitors.
Us: Well, thanks! We love to be here. It’s so beautiful.
She: Do you know how old I am?
Me: I just bet you’re about a hundred years old!….or you wouldn’t ask!
Man: Mais non! You’re still a pretty young thing!
She: Oh no! I’m not one hundred.
He: Oh certainly not!
Me: I’ll bet she is!
She: Come on! Guess again.
Me: I’ll bet you’re past 100 or you wouldn’t insist.
She: I’m a hundred and four! I just celebrated my birthday.
Me: Eh bien. Felicitations! You’re still good-looking.
He: You are a beautiful young lady, Madame.
She: You don’t say! Come again sometime.
*Riquewihr - ree-kuh-veer (how very un-French!)
Photos of this fairytale town.
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| Lizbeth & Claire explore the town. |
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| Symphony in Purple |
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| Lou Henry, JJ, Clare & Lisebeth: Bright Blue & Gold with flower boxes |
And that folks.. is why ONE travels! How enchanting Joanna and what a pretty town.
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