Imaginez-vous.... oui, je sais, vous êtes jaloux.

For the sake of recording some images of my travels by way of this blog...
The following is a series of photos of my adventures at the Festival des Brebis in La Brigue (a small french town on the Italian border, that, until the Second World War, belonged to Italy).

I never cease to be amazed by how much charm illuminates the corridors and alley ways of towns like La Brigue.  While modernization is boisterously apparent in the grandes villes (big cities), these small towns closely guard the remnants of their own histories, right down to the ancient crafts and traditions.

Cheese and pasta (gnocchi) artisans demonstrated their crafts for tourists and interested parties, while gypsy style musicians set the mood with their enchanting melodies.

While the French revolution produced a highly secular modern French nation, it is impossible not to notice the towering testaments to its religious roots.

 Even the horses couldn't resist the local choir concert, with it's intriguing presentation of hauntingly beautiful Bulgarian and Italian chants.