We tipped big, smiled and said please a lot our short time here in Colmar. A family of Spanish tourists at the café were practicing English with their two little boys and before we left I walked over to them and complimented the boy on his English. They asked where I was from, I took off my hat and said America (I wanted to make a good impression). After some wine with lunch, Dawn and I got sentimental and both decided we wanted to bring our kids and my mom here, to Colmar. There are five Christmas markets interconnected through medieval roads in this small French town that looks German, combines the best of the two cultures, I think. So we made arrangements to book another place for Sunday, we’re leaving today for Germany, then returning to Colmar tomorrow with the whole family. I have a recipe for coq au vin that calls for white Alsatian wine vs. the usual red, so we may do that Sunday.