Darling people, you do not know the lengths that I've gone to this morning to provide you with a pictorial post. Honestly Internet access around here is shocking even when you've paid for it. Anyway after considerable angst I've finally found a way of transferring pictures between my phone and laptop. So behold I bring you pictures from our trip to the Phare d'Eckmuhl, just a wee stone's throw from here. Well, actually I exaggerate. You'd have to be bloody good at hurling pebbles but anyway it's not far by bike. According to Wikipedia it's stands at 65 metres and is the 11th tallest lighthouse. It's a bit of a curly wurly jaunt up to the top.
We huffed and puffed our way up all 307 steps. So that we didn't look at all wimpy we pretended that we were stopping at the windows just to look at the views!
I'm quite proud of this shot. Ansel Adams eat your heart out. Just a little one degree tweak on the editor and I think it's pretty darn lovely.
What comes up must indeed come down. Louis is a little scared of heights. He said that the descent is worse.
Another one of the lighthouses on the site houses exhibitions. I bought a poster like this one. A bargain at two Euros. Just the souvenir for a seaside home.
And my attempts at Franglais with emphasis on the French is paying dividends. The lovely lady in the gift shop showed us how to make origami stars and gave us one each. Here's Louis' and a YouTube link in case you want to have a go yourself!