Bonjour! This week’s carte postale is one I picked up during my brief visit to Saratoga Springs, New York:
In 1998, I took a Greyhound bus from Washington, DC to Montréal, Québec, Canada, and on the way, we stopped at Spa City Diner in Saratoga Springs. I enjoyed an after-dinner snack of greasy fries!
The bus driver said it was a small, but affluent town known for horse racing. It brought to mind some lyrics from one of my favorite songs:
“Well, I hear you went up to Saratoga
and your horse naturally won…” 🎶
Until the next Wednesday Postcard, à bientôt!
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