My Vacaton from Travel, Southern France
Saturday, May 12th, 2007Two days ago I was in Ecuador. Now I’m in France!
… Again!
And I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that I won’t be here for a year, this time. Strangely enough, getting here didn’t have a large euphoric effect on me. Instead, I felt a warm contented coming home sort of feeling. I say “sort of” feeling because nothing is exactly like going home for me but this does comes close and being here, I remember why I fell in love with this country.
It helps that I’m staying with Cyril’s family in their little house in the Southern Pyreneean countryside and that the sun warms all the colors, that the frogs and crickets sing all night and the birds all day, that there are 14th century church bells that chime every 15 minutes, that Cyril’s mom made mousse au chocolat and she let me lick the spoon, that today I’m going to see the Mediterranean and this evening it’s a mille feuilles for dessert. It’s like a vacation. I’m not even doing my own laundry.
Some things I’ve seen…
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