Dijon, one of the cities in France, was the destination of our mid-week get away. The city,which is well known for its mustard,is a 3-hour train ride from Genève via Lausanne. As I've mentioned in my previous post ,this was my first time to visit the city. We arrived mid-day to a gloomy surrounding and headed to Quick, sort of Jollibee here. Yet,the real treat was in the old town. Walking on the paved street for me was like being transported to another era. Aside from Musée des Beaux-Arts Dijon, we were able to visit Cathédrale de Saint Bénigne and the Notre Dame de Dijon. However,due to time constraint we were not able to visit other places. Our evening meal was in Le Théâtre des Sens, a small but cozy restaurant and where I've tried escargot. Yes, I did and blame it on the kir! Our dinner was really good,the waiter was very cheery and accomodating. We stayed at the Hotel Des Ducs where we spent the rest of the night watching crime scene investigation. Ah! the joy of havin...
They had the party combined for my goddaughter's christening and her father's birthday yesterday and though they said it would rain, it didn't pour until 9pm. So we were really lucky. Not that we had the whole celebration outside but some guests preferred to stay out and smoke. It was a great fiesta starting from 1:30pm up until almost 10pm. The new christened girl was really cute with her off-white dress. She visibly had a great time--only taking a nap midway through the party. And while the excited parents were busy opening the gifts, my goddaughter was happily crawling with my daughter Karen. This is Rhyanna who looks just like her daddy. Congratulations to the Torres!
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