These are just pictures of things around the town.
Street cleaner at the mall. Did I tell you we stayed about ten minutes from the Val de'Europe? That's the largest mall in Europe. Sorry to tell you that I don't like malls, let alone shopping. But as far as convienence, it couldn't be beat. I loved this tiny little version of a parking lot cleaner.
The streets of our little town. Small, tiny and old.
Gid spent a large portion of our trip like this. Napping where ever he could.
Who could resist this picture?
Last year in Belgium I discovered that the nurseries were the places that really got decked out in Christmas things for sale. So I stopped by one in the middle of nowhere to see if France did the same. Oh. Yeah. Baby. Heaven!
I just love how beautiful their displays are. I feel like I'm in a magical movie or something. It's amazing to see.
I haven't been to a ton of these places, but their displays seem to be done by color. And I like it. Isn't it so Christmas-y? I got back in the car, I had gone in by myself while everyone else waited outside, and said to Peter. "That's it. I can die now." Or go back to the Middle East. Which ever. It filled my holiday needs one hundred percent. And I even bought some beautiful things that actually made it home safe and sound.
More strolling through town.
1 comment:
How totally gorgeous! Poor Giddy. Did they have a carousel in the town?
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