Tours Saturday

Who knew this was such a lively place? Off the train from Chenonceau we figured to find some croissants for Sunday’s breakfast. Barbara knew there was a boulangerie on the Rue de Nationale, and we turned up that way, where the rail tracks ran the length of the street. The place was jumping

Yeah, crowds were coming out, the place was filling up. There was a festive air. Trains had to poke their way through. Either this is an every Saturday thing, or else everybody else was in on something we didn’t know about.

And, yes! There was Hare Krishna.

For a moment I thought we might be back in Florence.

And fire jugglers, too!

Who would not want to be in Tours on Saturday night?

We determined to finish up some dinner at the apartment and walk back to take in the action. Never happened. Dinner finished, we remembered we were getting old, and an evening lounging around after trekking about all day was what we really wanted. Who knows if we will ever be back for this?

About John Blanton

I'm a retired engineer living in San Antonio, Texas. I have served in the Navy, raced motorcycles, taken scads of photos and am usually a nice guy. I have political and religious opinions, and these opinions tend to be driven by an excess of observed stupidity. Gross stupidity is the supposed target of many of my posts.
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