I’m a Francophile; love the language, culture and country.
These pictures taken in Paris, Normandy, Collioure and Carcassonne
on my visit in May 2010 abound with really precious memories…
As you can imagine, there was much train riding. Yes! entire nights
on the SNCF Corail Lunea spent on a reclining seat 🙁 that’s the budget I had !
Talking of memories, they usually associate with music in my head.
Thoughts of walking along the Seine would bring Stacey Kent’s ‘Raconte-Moi’,
‘Les Eaux de Mars’ to mind; and the streets of Rouen, Berry’s languorous ‘Inutile’.
Collioure was a really pretty village at the southern-most of France near the Spanish border.
An article ‘Chasing Matisse’ from National Geographic Traveller (2005) had me curious and
dreaming of visiting this place commended for its “fusion of light and colour”, and art.
And it was as described. Collioure town was chock-full of art galleries and ateliers,
painted in motley hues of pink, yellow and orange.