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Here is the Saturday Market in Beaune, a far cry from the tiny market in St. Petersburg. |
| Everything here seems to be in abundance and all beautifully arranged - just look at that bouquet of radishes! |  |
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And it is packed... shoppers everywhere and tourists too |
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| We shop for the food we need for Bartley to prepare a vegetarian lunch and I look at everything, I have lots more photos but you get the idea... | |
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| And here at this sausage stand is the man described to me as "the most eligible bachelor in Beaune" | |
| Another day Christine takes us on a walking tour of the Ramparts of Beaune. |  |
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Look at those beautiful streets, no DOT here trying to pave over them... |
| And here is something I promised my self that I would find - a photo of a cat in at doorway or a window in this case |  |
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Ares, the puppy, comes with us as we walk... |
| It had looked like rain but the day cleared up nicely |  |
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Bartley is just too photogenic I can't pass up the opportunity to snap another one of him |
| And he takes one of me too... |  |
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After our tour of the ramparts, Monique, Christine's mother, invites us for a luncheon of fondue. Her house is lovely and we sit out in the garden to a long and leisurely lunch. |
| Sylvie and Milk also live here with Monique and Christine |  |
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Victor took this photo and I think it is a great one of Ares |
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And here we all are, the luncheon guests... |
| And here is the fondue... |  |
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Another night I host a party at a local restaurant for the whole group |
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Afterward the girls have a drink in the bar next door |
