|Flowers on my sister's balcony.|
Our hosts, both in Holland and in Switzerland, had been very thoughtful about giving us time to lie down on comfortable beds and feeding us healthy, hearty meals, but we'd had a steady stream of full days, so it was very welcome to spend a day mostly at home.
I say "mostly" because we did make an excursion to Divonne-les-Bains, France, to scour their weekly market.
|I swear, these were the most perfect strawberries I have ever seen. I did not "clone out" a single blemish or flaw.|
They were tasty, too!
The crowds were elbow-to-elbow. I got the impression that the market was a regular part of the local routine.
|I don't think I've ever seen rotisserie chicken in a North American open-air market.|
And then it was time to rest. It was such a nice interlude that I posted this picture to my Facebook page as my daily contribution to my latest round of 100 Happy Days.
|Day 65: A Sunday-afternoon nap.|
A sweet respite from our busy days of touring. #100happydays
(My hair is NEVER curly. I'm not sure what happened here.)