June 1st

Carol had explained a German song that says the world will end on May 30^th, but that no one knows in which year so we might as well drink and be merry. Well, the world hadn't ended so it was time to do some more merry exploration. Elisabeth told me how to find the road I wanted...and we were off for La Chapelle at Berze la Ville (again I apologize for not being able to write with accent marks on this machine).

Since we weren't on a major highway, but on a small back road, we were free to stop for photos of anything that pleased our eyes. 

We reached the chapel at the same time as another car driven by a woman who obviously wanted to have a cigarette before entering the building. I asked if she spoke English...a little. I asked how we could get into the chapel...she held up a ring of old fashioned keys. I laughed, said we were not in a hurry and to enjoy her cigarette.

This small chapel was built by one of the Cluny abbots as a place he could come to for rest...for a time Cluny was the headquarters of some 10,000 monks so one can understand a need to get away from it all. 

On the curved wall of the chapel (the outside curve can be seen near the top of the building on the left hand side) is a very complete fresco dating back to the 12^th century. The central figure is a 12 foot Christ. 

Since the chapel was built by the Cluny abbot it is presumed that he used some of the same painters who would have been decorating the huge church in Cluny. The frescos provide an inkling of what might have been in that grander church. 

Unfortunately for those of you who read this blog, no picture taking is allowed inside the chapel.

Several weeks ago I was at the top of Roche Cloche. This day I took a picture of it from below. The white cross identifies the hill.

Since I've taken a number of pictures of the white Charolais cows, to the right is a slight variation... 

We ended this day with Boeuf Bourguignon while sitting outdoors at a restaurant in Cluny.

The next day Carol would be flying back to the States.