Follow my Footsteps …

… on my last morning walk through the town of Saintes.
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Walking past the old Charité hospital for the poor, hurrying down Rue des Jacobins, hoping no revolutionaries will dash from the allies, demanding to see my tricolor …
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… approaching Cathédrale Saint-Pierre, where I turn left toward the river, crossing la Charente over a small footbridge to the right bank.
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From there, I can look back toward the hospital, crowning the hill above the Old Town center. I soon reach a tunnel connecting the towpath with the Nature Preserve beyond.
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The tunnel is graffitied all-around.
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The vast expense of wetlands, which spreads before your eyes as you exit the confines of the tunnel are filled with birdsong and bright sunshine.
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This large protected area, practically in the city, is called La Palu. It is located very close to the public gardens of Saintes, where we’ll be heading next.
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On the way to the gardens, I encounter a river cruiser, with it’s hunched over captain, speeding by the Saint-Pierre cathedral and elegant river-side mansions.
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The public gardens are a funky mix of formal layouts and …
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… quirky moments. I expected this un-named Roman Goddess to fall over backward at any moment.
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I hoped for this peacock to move out of the shadows so that I could take a halfway decent picture. Never happened, he insisted to remain hidden, despite the lure of a very attractive peahen.
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She really was beautiful. I loved the way her feathers drape so richly – her feet might be a smidgen large, though, for classic beauty standards 🙄 Moving on, my eye caught a bright pink, solitary blossom right next to a wastebasket.
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Beauty Personified

Leaving the Jardin Public to cross back to the left bank toward home, I came across a different, unexpected sight …

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The Pianist with the Brown Shoes

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Under the harsh shadow of Germanicus’ Arch, a professional shoot is happening. A new CD? A commercial? We’ll never know, but I shall always remember the beautifully painted spinet and it’s shyly smiling musician under the ancient stones.

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All that remains is a jog along the Charente river, then up into the hills of quartier St. Vivienne, past the Roman Thermae and the cemetery, closing the loop toward home, where a croissant awaits…which reminds me, I still have to post about the Roman Baths and another one about the graffiti, I discovered behind the hospital.

Thanks for jogging along with me!

3 thoughts on “Follow my Footsteps …

  1. Bin im Geiste mitgejoggt! (ohne selber laufen zu müssen, sehr angenehm :-).
    Wieder ein phantastischer Bericht mit tollen Bildern!!!
    Ihr müsst sehr früh unterwegs gewesen sein. Kein Mensch weit und breit zu sehen – nur
    der Captain in his beautiful colored boat (awesome reflection!) und der Pianist in brown shoes.
    Crazy and weird.
    Thanks for sharing!

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