Because We Can

At last, a hotel with a real French breakfast. Linda went with grapefruit juice, coffee, yogurt, cheese, apricot jelly, nectarine and a croissant. Then she sent me back to get her another croissant and I don’t think that even filled her up from the look on her face. I tell her she may dress like a French woman but she sure doesn’t eat like one. Can you guess what our first stop of the day was? The local market was being held this morning in the circa 1900 cast iron Halle (market) and we really enjoyed looking at the local produce, meats, flowers and cheeses. I’ll let you guess which we found most interesting. And just for the record, we did not buy anything at the market. One of the great things about exploring these towns is wandering into places that are off the beaten path, in this case a church in another part of the town not often frequented by the hordes around the Chartres Cathedral. Somehow a bird had flow into the church and just as I was taking a photo of this scul