Blois - Orléans

Today we head to Orléans; unlike the youths, who played volleyball in the dark until 10:45 PM, we are awake at 6 AM. The campsite neighbor, who is walking to her father and comes from Avaray, crawls out of her tent as well. The woman is already packing her things with her two children and starts the stove after apologizing for coming back to the tent so late and hoping she didn’t disturb anyone.

There’s always a pleasant morning atmosphere at the campsite when early departing cyclists and hikers quietly pack their belongings.

The disguised transmission mast

In Saint-Hillaire-Saint-Mesmin, we see a tree that doesn’t quite fit the typical image due to the vegetation. Upon closer inspection, it’s a transmission mast disguised as a tree. 

We saw something similar in South Africa, although it was designed a bit more sparingly. 

In Hamburg, the preservation authority employee, whom I love so much, forbade the telecommunications companies to install a transmission mast in the city park, even though there are regular supply shortages due to larger events. After all, the park is a protected area. 

Whether a broadcasting pine or a radio maple would be permissible? Who knows...

Maria’s struggle with the heat