Juliet:O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love
And I’ll no longer be a Capulet.
[Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?
‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy:
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What’s Montague? It is nor hand nor foot,
Nor arm nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O be some other name!
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other word would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
and for thy name, which is no part of thee,
Take all myself.
Today’s destination was “Le Romieu”, a XIVth century UNESCO World Heritage Site, located 19 km away!
A rose by any other name is still a rose. Every morning, regardless of where we are in the world, the magic of the sunrise happens. Some days with more splendor and color than others, but the magic is there for us to witness! Today we enjoyed it an hour into our walk as we looked back to the city we had just left behind!
We walked through undulating hills most of the day. Crops of corn and sunflowers were being harvested all along. Here is a glimpse at plum collection. These plums were some of the best and sweetest we have ever eaten!
Finally the view of our destination for today!