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shewhomust) wrote2008-10-22 05:20 pm
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What you gain on the roundabouts...
At the very end of our last trip to France, I started to notice that the roundabouts were sporting rather - umm - ambitious decorations. Instead of the familiar arrangement of, say, rowing boat at a fetching angle with bedding plants spilling out of it, one roundabout in Wimereux displayed a miniature hot-air balloon, in what looked like topiary. I was fascinated, but since the roundabouts tend to whizz past the car at great speed, there were no photos.
So it was particularly satisfying that the first photo I took on this year's trip should be this Eiffel Tower, on the roundabout where the slip road turned in to the Campanile hotel at Loon Plage. An even sillier one got away, though: on the approach to one of the towns which once grew rich on the textlie industry, two green and bushy balls of wool were impaled on knitting needles.
A few days later, in Saint Dizier (a town still well in the north and east of the country, best known for its iron foundries, of which more, perhaps, later) I spotted something equally inventive but in a different style. Three olive trees, each accompanied by a few clumps of lavender, were somehow managing to grow on a roundabout in the middle of the traffic - a little taste of Provence on the way to the railway station. Perhaps it was a hint that we should be making holiday plans, heading south by train...
Certainly, at Bourbonne-les-Bains the roundabout with the vines indicated that we were, indeed, on the right road for the vineyards of Coiffy. But how to interpret the blue cows on the roundabout at - was it Commercy?

A few days later, in Saint Dizier (a town still well in the north and east of the country, best known for its iron foundries, of which more, perhaps, later) I spotted something equally inventive but in a different style. Three olive trees, each accompanied by a few clumps of lavender, were somehow managing to grow on a roundabout in the middle of the traffic - a little taste of Provence on the way to the railway station. Perhaps it was a hint that we should be making holiday plans, heading south by train...
Certainly, at Bourbonne-les-Bains the roundabout with the vines indicated that we were, indeed, on the right road for the vineyards of Coiffy. But how to interpret the blue cows on the roundabout at - was it Commercy?
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local roundabout stuff
(Anonymous) 2008-10-24 09:25 am (UTC)(link)Picture here (http://www.flickr.com/photos/bolderbob/2172292276/in/set-72157603642049897/).
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