I realised that it has been nearly a month since we went to France and I still have plenty of photos to share.
After a couple days in Paris we took the train down to Troyes, it is one of the cities I lived in when I was a little girl and I still have family who lives nearby.
I remember going to the market with my Papa, my holding his hand on one side, and my sister Elodie holding his other hand. I thought it took soooo long to walk there and back, and that my Papa walked very fast, so my sister and I had to trot along to keep up. Going to the market often meant a little treat, and I remember one particular lady who sold hard honey ' candies', or honey tablets....
Sometime my sister and I got to choose special animal soaps, and my father being very understanding of little girls he would let us get a new shop when the shape had been worn away. Then one day my mother came into the bathroom and saw we had each gotten a new soap, she promptly said :
'What a waste ! You girls must use up all the soap no matter it all there is left is a worn out lump instead of a duck'
Funny the things one remember from their childhood....
La ruelle des Chats ( cat alley ) is a place I remember very well, a tiny street right in the middle of the old town where the houses are so close they almost touch.
We had our lunch in a little restaurant
Au tables des peintres that is accessed from the walking street by going through the little cat alley.
As the name suggest, there were a lot of paintings, and a lot of cat this and that.
You can check out the art blog of the proprietaire here :
http://pierre-lotz.over-blog.fr/
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Emilie and Rosaline in La ruelle des chats |
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A cat of course |
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Au tables des peintre |
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Emilie looking around |
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Old houses, old church, and Emilie smelling the roses |
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Beautiful roses |
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The covered market where the girls got bought some eclairs |
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Emilie and the cathedral |
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Fleur-de-lys details |
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The two sisters |
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A gargoyle |
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