We only learned of this little trivia after our visit. The reason we popped over to Nîmes, found along the ancient Roman road connecting Italy to Spain, for the day was mainly to see the best preserved Roman Amphitheatre and Roman Temple in France. This was the first town we have visited in the Languedoc-Roussilon region, and is my new favourite spot in France. We splurged for a fancier lunch than our normal fare at “Le Resto” and even let the girls each have their very own 8 Euro dessert: Lily chose the “fondant au chocolat” and Grace the “riz au lait”. We then just meandered through town, past the impressive Roman sites up to scenic Jardins de la Fontaine where the girls had pony and bike rides. The girls are planning on taking their Papa and Grandma back there next month.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
A Day in Nîmes
I, perhaps like many other North Americans, assumed that denim and blue jeans were an American invention: Levi Strauss outfitting cowboys and gold miners in the Wild West, yee-haw. But, I was doggone wrong. The material of the blue jean originated in the cotton twill textile factory of the André family from Nîmes, France and was known originally as “serge de Nîmes” and then shortened to “de Nîmes” (voilà, denim). The French language also gave English the word “jeans”, as in the 16th century the port workers of Genoa, Italy created some work trousers made from denim that were called “bleu de Gênes”. So, no doubt Levi put his own twist on the blue jean, but he was working with a centuries old European product.
We only learned of this little trivia after our visit. The reason we popped over to Nîmes, found along the ancient Roman road connecting Italy to Spain, for the day was mainly to see the best preserved Roman Amphitheatre and Roman Temple in France. This was the first town we have visited in the Languedoc-Roussilon region, and is my new favourite spot in France. We splurged for a fancier lunch than our normal fare at “Le Resto” and even let the girls each have their very own 8 Euro dessert: Lily chose the “fondant au chocolat” and Grace the “riz au lait”. We then just meandered through town, past the impressive Roman sites up to scenic Jardins de la Fontaine where the girls had pony and bike rides. The girls are planning on taking their Papa and Grandma back there next month.
We only learned of this little trivia after our visit. The reason we popped over to Nîmes, found along the ancient Roman road connecting Italy to Spain, for the day was mainly to see the best preserved Roman Amphitheatre and Roman Temple in France. This was the first town we have visited in the Languedoc-Roussilon region, and is my new favourite spot in France. We splurged for a fancier lunch than our normal fare at “Le Resto” and even let the girls each have their very own 8 Euro dessert: Lily chose the “fondant au chocolat” and Grace the “riz au lait”. We then just meandered through town, past the impressive Roman sites up to scenic Jardins de la Fontaine where the girls had pony and bike rides. The girls are planning on taking their Papa and Grandma back there next month.
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These pictures are just amazing! Look at that SKY! I am certainly not looking at anything so beautiful. What a treat. The girls look like they are enjoying themselves. You will remember this Chinese New Year despite no parade... although the croc looks promising as a fill in for the dragon.
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Karen
The blue sky and sunshing definitely helped sell the place!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos. The one of the temple reminds me of our visit to Nîmes about 25 years ago. I think the building is called the “Maison Carrée” and it dates from about 2 A.D. Mom and I were seated on the landing just at the top of the stairs leading up to the entrance door. I had taken off my backpack and placed it safely behind me while we rested. As we were looking at the map I felt the pack move ever so slightly against my back and turned to find myself face to face with a young teenager who had obviously jumped onto the platform from the street level behind us. He held one of the pack straps in his hand but quickly let it go as I grabbed the other and he jumped nimbly back onto the street and stood there smiling at us. Then with a shrug of his shoulders, as if to say, “OK, you won this time”, he ran off. Had he been more aggressive and simply grabbed the pack which contained our camera, he would have easily gotten away with it. Later, as I was telling our B&B hostess about our experience, I described how he had just stood there smiling at us as if it were the most common thing in the world to steal something from someone in broad daylight. She just shook her head and said, “Oui, ils n’ont pas de honte. Il faut être toujours vigilant. ” (Yes, they have no shame. You have to always be careful.)
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