Date Palm trees.
More Date Palms.
Forty degree C.
Wide, straight, well-marked highways.
Panameras, Range Rovers and many Land Cruisers in the city.
Wandering camels, a little further away.
Concrete and glass tall buildings.
Low-roofed, two-story houses with stone-paved alleys.
Was that smell wafting in the evening air that of a Shwarma?
Pita bread with Tandoori Chicken, Hummous with a fresh Olives and a bowl of freshly chopped Tabouleh!
We are somewhere in the Middle East.
Contrast this view with…
More greener trees.
Trees with dew drops dripping down.
A casual drizzle.
Fresh smell of earth.
Group of cyclists whizzing past.
Bright blue skies.
Twelve degree C.
Winding, narrow roads.
Fragrance of a wild flower, that seems so familiar but completely unknown.
Far away from home…
This is French countryside.
When I stopped for a short break and a bite, en route Giverny from Chartres, a Shwarma was the last thing that came to mind. There it stood. Le Vallon de Chérisy. Cherisy is a village of Eure et Loir, in a green, the quiet of the countryside Drouaise, borders of Yvelines, on the borders of the Eure Valley, 5 minutes from Dreux.
The service was quite personal and the food was good. The dessert – Rum Baba with Pineapple and Vanilla Ice Cream – was indeed a delight.
The place for the night stay was still about 30 miles away. But what is a 30 mile journey for the E350?