A hot, exhausting, fabulous, image-filled day.
Menton lies on the Italian border. A few kilometers beyond is the large town of Ventimiglia, which has a crazy weekly market on Fridays. Jilly took us for a day trip there, and then on to a couple of ancient hillside towns. It's late Friday as I write this, so just brief descriptions.
Above, father and daughter who work in the restaurant Il Brigantino in Ventimiglia, where we had lunch.
Below:
A waiter at the Bar Manhattan in Ventimiglia, where we stopped for a cold drink. This little thing had a flash. We never found out if it was real or a toy.
A young lady impressed by brand names in the weekly market.
Sardines in the Ventimiglia fish market.
A cheesemonger in the public food market.
A B&B in an alleyway in the old village of Dolceagua (Sweetwater in English - how charming).
Today, the old town of Menton and Monaco. Tomorrow, on to Avignon.
Menton lies on the Italian border. A few kilometers beyond is the large town of Ventimiglia, which has a crazy weekly market on Fridays. Jilly took us for a day trip there, and then on to a couple of ancient hillside towns. It's late Friday as I write this, so just brief descriptions.
Above, father and daughter who work in the restaurant Il Brigantino in Ventimiglia, where we had lunch.
Below:
A waiter at the Bar Manhattan in Ventimiglia, where we stopped for a cold drink. This little thing had a flash. We never found out if it was real or a toy.
A young lady impressed by brand names in the weekly market.
Sardines in the Ventimiglia fish market.
A cheesemonger in the public food market.
A B&B in an alleyway in the old village of Dolceagua (Sweetwater in English - how charming).
Today, the old town of Menton and Monaco. Tomorrow, on to Avignon.
The sardines are in focus. Either you had the shutter speed set fast or they had been out of the water long enough that they had stopped wriggling and flipping.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing with us a review of your delightful day.
You're making me want to grill sardines.
ReplyDeleteSuperb photos...I want the cheese, and cieldequimper's idea isn't bad either. As a student in France in '68-'69, I slept on the beach with some friends in Ventimiglia to save a few francs...not sure I'd do that now, but hey, I don't need to!
ReplyDeleteBob, you are truly taking in this experience through your heart and through your lens (and through your stomach, yum yum). Thank you for taking us along with you. More, more, more, please.
ReplyDeleteThese are great Bob!
ReplyDeleteOh I love them all. I"m sorry we couldn't SKYPE but I have high hopes still!
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I just read Ciel's comment. How the heck do you grill sardines? Don't they fall through the grill? HA
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Fabulous pictures Bob, so glad you are able to keep posting them, keep enjoying!!
ReplyDeleteBob, your joy is jumping off the screen. Have (more) fun.
ReplyDeleteWhat fabulous pics - thanks so much for taking us along. Love that S'weetwater' - Italian is una bella language, si?
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