Shared Illusions

We have found that Edmund Fallot’s mustard is much stronger than is Dijon mustard…what we get in the states, anyway. We had a grand time sampling mustard of various flavors and came away with some favorites, including the original,  which we had on our first night on the Chemin de Saint-Gilles in Concis. It was a revelation.

The archeological museum was compact and impactful. The best way to share the info is through this link: https://www.nationalgeographic.com/history/article/sequana-goddess-seine-river-paris

One thing the article fails to mention is that the Romans changed the female goddess Sequana, to a male, Sequanos.

I appreciated seeing the bronze ex-votos, as well as the wooden ones. When I saw the small bronze ones, I immediately thought of milagros.

The old town of Dijon is largely pedestrian, with zig-zaggy streets. It’s easy to find your way…so many landmarks! And a helpful tourist booklet, only 4€, shows a few walking tours. Bronze owl markers in the street help direct your gaze to historic features. One is an owl on the corner of the Notre-Dame cathedral.

Another unusual sight we would have missed,  but for the guide book, was…

The owner was a successful businessman specializing in cauldrons. One can be seen depicted in the pediment. Who knew cauldrons could be so lucrative?

I’d never seen images of Joan of Arc listening to the voices calling her to duty, until Dijon and these two:

Here’s something about Dijon that I’m not sure I’ve seen elsewhere.  Street names tell why.

All the museums in Dijon are free. At the Beaux Arts Museum, housed in the former Palace of the Dukes, my favorite was the lower part of this funerary piece:

And as a final comment on Dijon… it’s a wonderful city! Not overwhelming.  Creative. Charming. 

Until next time…