Posted: 20 Aug 2014 09:51 - David Lebovitz
The French often say, “There’s no
need to leave France – we have everything here!” While it’s easy to brush it
off as chauvinism, it’s true — for a country that could fit inside of Texas,
there is a huge diversity of climates and terrains in one, single country. You
can find everything in l’hexagone,
from the windy shores of Brittany (where we’ve huddled around the fireplace,
wearing sweaters in Augusts of yore), to the sunny south, where beaches are
clogged with tourists and the few locals that choose to stay in town, to bask
in the abundant sun of the Mediterranean.
After living in France for a while,
I sometimes get the feeling that the country never gets a break on the summer
weather. While it can be gorgeous, we were told that the day after we left
Paris, the weather turned grey and cool. And while we had some nice days during
our two weeks of travel, we hit quite a bit of uncooperative weather ourselves,
that always seemed to be creeping up on us.
Being from San Francisco, I never
look at forecasts and simply plan for everything. And anything. (And you’ll see
that in spite of my best efforts with photo editing software, I was unable to
add in sunshine to the shots.)
Since we were mostly éponging (sponging) off
friends, by staying with them as we traveled, I had to brush up on my morning
small-talk skills. I’m hopelessly terrible at responding to enthusiastic
greetings of “Good morning!!”
or “Hi! How did you sleep?” first thing in the morning.
It doesn’t help that Romain is so
talkative first thing in the morning that I often check his back, to see if I
can take the batteries out. I need at least thirty minutes, minimum, to adjust
to the new day – preferably without any commentary.
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