{"id":1846,"date":"2006-07-15T14:59:43","date_gmt":"2006-07-15T14:59:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.john-howe.com\/blog\/?p=1846"},"modified":"2020-09-25T08:39:48","modified_gmt":"2020-09-25T07:39:48","slug":"summer-2007-in-saint-ursanne","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.john-howe.com\/blog\/summer-2007-in-saint-ursanne\/","title":{"rendered":"Summer 2007 in Saint-Ursanne"},"content":{"rendered":"<h4>Or A Little Fantasy, But for Real This Time<\/h4>\n<p>I get lost easily, and some places make me lose my way more completely than others. I believe in getting all tied up and involved with places, especially when the ties are those of mood, spirit or simply something in the atmosphere.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ve always loved <a href=\"..\/..\/news\/comments.php?id=98_0_1_0_C\">Saint-Ursanne<\/a>, it is one of those places that hasn\u2019t been entirely compromised by unbridled urbanism, tucked away as it was in a sleepy valley rather off the beaten track, it has kept much of its medieval integrity.<\/p>\n<p>So, as you may well imagine, when asked by Ursina, the local cultural makers and movers of the town, if I was interested in something unusual for 2007, I thought a few seconds and said \u201cWell, yes, why not?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Next summer, for two and a half months, during the summer of 2007. There will be exhibitions, concerts, all manner of things. Right now it is in the very early stages, but, as I know from experience, far-away dates are stealthy hunters, and they sneak up on you without a sound.<\/p>\n<table width=\"100%\" border=\"0\" cellspacing=\"1\" cellpadding=\"3\" align=\"center\">\n<tbody>\n<tr bgcolor=\"#FFFFFF\">\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"34%\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.john-howe.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/SAINT-URSANNE-HOWE_4-port.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-thumbnail wp-image-1847\" title=\"SAINT-URSANNE-HOWE_4-port\" src=\"http:\/\/www.john-howe.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/SAINT-URSANNE-HOWE_4-port-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"34%\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.john-howe.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/SAINT-URSANNE-HOWE_5-port.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-thumbnail wp-image-1848\" title=\"SAINT-URSANNE-HOWE_5-port\" src=\"http:\/\/www.john-howe.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/SAINT-URSANNE-HOWE_5-port-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"34%\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.john-howe.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/SAINT-URSANNE-HOWE_8-port.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-thumbnail wp-image-1849\" title=\"SAINT-URSANNE-HOWE_8-port\" src=\"http:\/\/www.john-howe.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/12\/SAINT-URSANNE-HOWE_8-port-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>Left: The cloister next to the<br \/>\nCentre: Saint-Ursanne<br \/>\nRight: On the (stunning medieval) bridge across the Doubs.<br \/>\nPhotos \u00a9 Lionel Vadam<br \/>\nFor the time being, the opening page is <a href=\"http:\/\/www.ursinia.ch\/johnhowe2007\/\">here<\/a>. It will be updated regulary by the organisers as the event approaches. So, as the (over-used, so one more time won\u2019t hurt) expression goes; watch this space.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Or A Little Fantasy, But for Real This Time I get lost easily, and some places make me lose my way more completely than others. I believe in getting all tied up and involved with places, especially when the ties are those of mood, spirit or simply something in the atmosphere. 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