Continuing north to Paris my next stop was the charming city of Dijon, famous for its signature mustard and its Gothic architecture.
An example of much of Dijon’s Gothic architecture.
Mustard, mustard everywhere!
A miniature Arc De Triomphe, dedicated to President Franklin Delano Roosevelt
Dijon’s Museum or Art
A Cathedral opposite my go to Irish Bar!
Going home. French Chic.
Making my way toward Paris my next stop was charming Lyon. I spent a few days here, still suffering from “man flu”. Most of the sites in Lyon are clustered around the centre of town, the peninsular, on both sides of the river and the city is great for walking.
Long exposure image along the riverfront.
“I went to the church but I didn’t know what to say, so I mumbled some words, said I hope they’re OK then Amen.”
A local sweet delicacy I inhaled several of these little beauties.
Blue sky days.
Lyonaise Chic.
The “red bridge” on a stormy afternoon.
My next trick was a quick flight from Madrid to the beautiful city of Aix En Provence in the south of France. This stunningly beautiful town left a lasting impression on me. Unfortunately it also left me with a dose of the dreaded man flu which was to dog me for the next few weeks. Still Aix is well worth a visit, for the food alone, if not the scenery.
When a bus pulls up in frame at the end of a five minute exposure its time to collapse your tripod and go for a drink.
Cheese, glorious (truffle infused) cheese!
On “seeing the light”
My bread guy. He had me at hello.
On the importance of looking uo.
Did I mention the food?
Aix, city of a thousand fountains.
Gratuitous “sexy shot.”
My third Spanish stop was in the beautiful city of Valencia. Beautiful architecture and wonderful food are the hallmarks of Spain’s third largest city!
Valencia Cathedral.
Horchata, delicious.
Killing Time.
My kind of woman.
Who could resist visiting the “Plaza of the Virgins.”
And life imitates art.
Next stop in Spain was the beautiful city of Seville in Southern Spain. Famous for flamenco, food and fine architecture Seville is a treat for the senses and a delight for photography.
The gathering storm.
Stunning architecture at every turn.
Seville in one photo. Flamenco, bullfighting and Jesus.
Black Foot Ham. #yum
God? The Cathedral of Seville. Shot wide and low.
Inside the Alhambra.
Seville Sunset.
Unfortunately Barcelona was a bit of a wash for me in terms of photography as my time there was consumed taking care of business at home.
Second stop was the capital of Spain, Madrid. I hadn’t shot travel photography for a little while and it took a little time to get back into the groove. Things thankfully started to improve in Madrid.
Smoko.
Plaza Mayor.
I can hear my arteries hardening.
On Cava Baja Street, Madrid’s most famous tapas street.
Established in 1642!!!!
The tradesman entrance to the Royal Palace.
Vermouth Cocktails are a thing. Cava Baja Street.
The Crystal Palace. Spain’s most elaborate greenhouse.
Macaroon goodness.
We all have to make some dough!
