Le village d’Eguisheim, Alsace, France
Posted on June 30, 2014
What American would ever know there is a French town by the name of Eguisheim, much less that it was rated last year as the prime village to visit in all of France. We now understand why. What a pearl of a place it is. We’ll show you around. Here’s an aerial view I snitched from the internet.
We parked outside the old wall, because there’s no parking permitted inside. In a village of only 1700 people there’s hardly room anyway. Already we could see a stork’s nest.
This is a real wine town, with numerous small wineries right in the village. Before long we happened to come by a man on the street of Carmen’s acquaintance, the owner of a winery where she seasonally works. No time was wasted before sampling his wares. Umm, good. He was such a nice, down to earth guy, we really enjoyed the visit.
By the time we walked this town we saw quit a number of stork nests, seemingly all with little ones inside. The people here are quite proud of their storks so you see stork themes here in many settings, such as this hanging.
Let’s look at a few more of these decorative pieces. Sorry, I don’t have a name for them, even in German. They usually depict the nature of the business they are attached to, often in old fashioned imagery.
Eguisheim is noted for its flowers. Everyone seems to cooperate in keeping their flower boxes in tip top shape.
Eguisheim is a real wine town, with so many small wineries we couldn’t begin to count them. Here are a few of their front doors, signage and window displays.
People have asked how I find the places where we stay. We make our choices over the internet in advance so we don’t lose time once we’re overseas. But here are a few places right here in town where you can knock on the door and find a room.
What if you get hungry? Here are a few solutions.
The storks, I almost for got the storks. With my non-zooming iPad camera you can’t see much, but take my word for it, every nest had storklings and storklets.
I can’t let you get away without my showing you a few doors and other details. This town was full of delights for the eye.
There were so many directions to go and explore, when we came to this fork, we took it.
Finely, our feet suggested that we had had enough cobblestones for a while, so we called it a day.
That wraps up our three week trip to France for this year. There are still so many stones left yet unturned, we may have to return to complete the job we started.
If you go due east from Eguisheim, perhaps carried on the back of a stork, you will be at the edge of the Black Forest. See you there in the next post.