Sunday, June 21, 2026
Another 100 degree day. Luckily, we have one more driving tour we can do on this last day as tourists. Tomorrow we need to pack up and pick up the house to be ready for an early start Tuesday morning. I can hardly believe we're finishing our 9 weeks in France.
Today is also Fete de la Musique. Every year all of France celebrates French musicians of all kinds on this day. It was started in 1982 by the French Ministry of Culture to encourage everyone in France who plays an instrument to take to the streets on June 21. We've been here for several June 21s and have joined the party-goers in the streets of several towns. It's always lots of fun. Hoping the weather cools down before the 6 pm start of festivities, we are planning to see what's happening in Colmar tonight - and get a last tarte flambée for dinner.
But first, the Rhine. What can I tell you. Not much. On the French side there is a road that goes along the Rhine Canal but there is also a berm the whole way and continuing a theme, there are rarely places to pull off. Much of the road is lined with trees on the canal side. So, we didn't see much of the Rhine. But we saw lots of factories and hydroelectric plants. I guess that should be no surprise.
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| A hydroelectrict plant |
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| the lock |
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| the Rhine river |
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| another view from the lock |
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| locks along the Rhine |
At one point, we were able to cross to the German side of the Rhine via a dam, allowing a view of the river. No passport control - it must be so little used and really, as we've seen, there is no passport checking even when there are agents at a crossing. We continued a short distance to see a castle ruin. Of course, the castle was a long climb up and it is 100 degrees. Dave passed on the climb and we headed back to the French side.
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| the Rhine as we'd like to think about it |
We were home by mid-afternoon and had some down time before leaving for the Fete de la Musique. There would be no point in getting there before any of the music started, but we also don't want to be so late that we can't find a parking space.
And, miracle of miracles, we had a brief late afternoon thunderstorm - enough to cool the temp and provide a bit of a breeze. We headed off, hopeful. And we were lucky. We found a primo parking spot in our usual lot and wandered into city center.
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| Judy's favorite store - everything is rainbow colored, you just want all the things |
Next to the church, we heard a group warming up and guessed they would start playing at 7:00 when the fete officially began. However, they must have been on New Orleans time because they finally started playing nearer to 8:00 than 7. We had found a brasserie and found a table with front row viewing, But this part of the brasserie only sold drinks, not food. So we had a glass of wine, listened to a few songs and then left in search of food. This group was singing praise songs, so we guessed that in spite of their rock band appearance, they were associated with one of the churches in town.
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| This Bulgarian toddler was fascinated by my scooter and he must have played on it for 15 minutes, driving, turning the wheel, he could hardly be carried away. His parents allowed us to take his photo. |
We were just as lucky at the second brasserie with a table directly adjacent to the back of the group warming up. This group looked like high school kids and they each had instruments. We ordered our tarte flambée and drinks and enjoyed the dinner music.
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| our view from the brasserie |
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| tarte flambée and beer - made for each other |
We left and wandered over towards Saint-Martin, passing several DJs blaring pop music, not to our liking. We stopped where a group of singers (no instruments) all dressed in white were ready to start. This group was led by a very charismatic man who sang in English. Again, the songs were praise music. Those watching seemed to know the songs, even though they were in English, although they were well-known gospel tunes.
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| Did I mention it was busy and there were a lot of people |
Again, we watched (and sang) for awhile and then left to wander back to the car. There was music everywhere, but it was almost 10:00. What a lovely way to end our time in France. Colmar is to be recommended.
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| Even the parking lot was beautiful |