Saturday, July 23. After lunch and a wee nap this afternoon, we drove back to Dieppe to check out a music festival.
I found out that Dieppe, like so many places on the Normandy coast, has a fabulous beach.
We walked through some streets in the oldest part of the city. Check out the building in the photo below. What's the story here? It looks like part of the older section was chopped off!
Names of the streets in France are often written on plaques on the sides of the buildings. This one, Rue des Bonnes Femmes, translates as Street of the Good Women. But Marie says that means just the opposite.
Right across the street is Place du Petit Enfer, which means Plaza of the Little Devil.
We made our way down to the harbor where the festival was going on. The street was closed to all traffic. Among the people milling around were these folks from... ?
They guy working the puppet below was very friendly. He came up to me and had the puppet extend his hand to me. It felt very warm and congenial.
But I was somewhat uneasy when I saw that the person inside the puppet below was a white woman. How do people from Africa feel about this? Whose idea was this?
The puppet put her arm around Marie-Therese.
Sailing ships from Dieppe brought the first French colonists to Canada.
The shipping company, La Ligne Dieppe, has been hauling people back and forth between Dieppe and Newhaven, England, for over 200 years.
When we returned from Dieppe, we got right to work making dinner for the guests who arrived this afternoon. They are cousins of Marie's son-in-law, Fabien. And a fine bunch of young folks they are!
Marie continues to amaze me with her generosity and her unique spirit. I feel so lucky to be here.
What an amazing trip! Lovely photos all the way through your blog.
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