A collection of images from my last trip. All taken with a Fujifilm XT-50 and Fujinon 15-45 and 55-200mm lenses.

riquewihr

Leaving Munich at half past seven in the morning, we arrived in Riquewihr, a little French village nestled in the mountains at lunchtime. Finding wisteria, my favourite flower, is always a pleasant surprise. A surprise that recurred with some frequency during my time in France.

Riquewihr looked almost like a film village. Charmingly medieval, full of towers and churches. It’s a very clean town (this part of France, by the way, is much cleaner than southern Germany). Its narrow streets are full of character and the old town, guarded by old gates and fortified, is surrounded by grape plantations.

The buildings date back to the 16th and 17th centuries but are generally well preserved. There was little reconstruction after both world wars. German is the second language used in the city, but contrary to popular belief, the local French have not refused to speak English when necessary.

The friendly village has just over a thousand inhabitants and has been named “plus beaux villages de France”.