Touring Tours

“Tourists don’t know where they’ve been, travelers don’t know where they’re going.” – Paul Theroux


This is the breakfast bar at our hotel.


This is the coffee machine.


This Linda’s café au lait. I don’t have photo of the big, beautiful smile that Linda had, but it sure was there. Linda was one very happy girl. So much so that she went back again and came to the table with an expresso. I had the good sense to indicate we needed to get started with our morning project or I have to believe she would have been back again making something else. Then we would have spent half the morning searching for toilettes during our travels around Tours.


This one is just for Linda. She was intrigued by this car parked directly under our window. I could hear her muttering under her breathe about how it was all glass. Since she had to lean out the window to take this photo, I’ll do her the honor of posting it. I was more fascinated by the rooftop behind it that was covered in grass. I guess that sometimes you just need to pause in Life and watch the grass grow.


There are trees and then there are trees. This is a Cedar of Lebanon that was planted in 1804 and according to the sign in front of it, it was a little wider than it was tall, being roughly 100 feet each way. You never know what you are going to find when you wander through an opening off the street.


Linda getting her flower photo fix.


 Why, whenever we see a sign that says “Jardin” we go there. We don’t know what they are called, but we’ve had the pleasure of seeing them.


A very narrow medieval passage. It was through here that the condemned prisoners were taking to the place where they met their end. That was something that I knew but Linda didn’t when she posed for this photo. What do you want to bet that if she had known, it would have been me in the passageway and her taking the photo.