Please tell me that this is not a dream! I sleep in a little bungalow, complete with everything mini-size, and just far enough away from the upset baby (Cecil is 8 months old) to hear nothing but birds lightly singing as I awake at noon. I'm still in a bit of jetlag, obviously, since I am sleeping until noon. C'est la vie, n'est-ce pas?
So, last night I joined the Maurouard family as they attended the wedding reception. I am delighted to report that even in France they qdore such classics as Bob Marley, the Police, Sting, and even the ultimate classic rock band, U2. Yes, apparently the 1980's are a grave hit amongst the Europeans. Needless to say, I enjoyed the evening dancing and chatting with several people who repeatedly asked me if I knew George Bush, since I arrived here from Texas. I have to here note that the French are terribly interested in the upcoming American election. They practically idolize Barak Obama, and I can certainly sympathize with their position. They understand his stance on the war, as well as his opinions on healthcare. They do not seem to appreciate what the republican party represents, and I can certainly understand why: they live in the midst of 26 other countries that comprise the European nations. Everything they do affects 26 other entire nations. OF course they are for a one-world community! However, they are not in America, where we are, in fact, isolated from the rest of the world, and where we do, in fact, practice capitalism at its finest manifestation. Obama's opinions blend with a European mentality in so many ways. Needless to say, I spent most of my time briefly responding to their inquisitions of the American way.
Today was spent reading, resting, swimming, and introducing myself to the family. Can I just say that I L-O-V-E the food! Everything fresh, everything clean, everything delightful. Nothing is too sweet, nor too salty. I am sincerely enjoying the meals, and Laetitia is such a wonderful hostess. I admire her patience in wholeheartedly loving all 4 of her children. They adore her.
I played a PS2 soccer game with the boys, Melvil and Milan, while Domino, the little toddler girl, ransacked the house, giggling and playing all day long. We spent the afternoon poolside, where I spoke English with the boys, trying to explain American football to them as we played catch in the pool. They have one word for the great American pastime: jamais (never). It requires too much armor, they say. Hilarious!
So, I'm here, once again, thinking of you and hoping that the afternoon bodes well on your side of the world. I am on the veranda listening to the rippling of the water on the lake below, while I chuckle at remembering the parachuters we saw this afternoon atop the mountain across the way. I am still 7km from the city, tucked away in paradise. All is well.
So, last night I joined the Maurouard family as they attended the wedding reception. I am delighted to report that even in France they qdore such classics as Bob Marley, the Police, Sting, and even the ultimate classic rock band, U2. Yes, apparently the 1980's are a grave hit amongst the Europeans. Needless to say, I enjoyed the evening dancing and chatting with several people who repeatedly asked me if I knew George Bush, since I arrived here from Texas. I have to here note that the French are terribly interested in the upcoming American election. They practically idolize Barak Obama, and I can certainly sympathize with their position. They understand his stance on the war, as well as his opinions on healthcare. They do not seem to appreciate what the republican party represents, and I can certainly understand why: they live in the midst of 26 other countries that comprise the European nations. Everything they do affects 26 other entire nations. OF course they are for a one-world community! However, they are not in America, where we are, in fact, isolated from the rest of the world, and where we do, in fact, practice capitalism at its finest manifestation. Obama's opinions blend with a European mentality in so many ways. Needless to say, I spent most of my time briefly responding to their inquisitions of the American way.
Today was spent reading, resting, swimming, and introducing myself to the family. Can I just say that I L-O-V-E the food! Everything fresh, everything clean, everything delightful. Nothing is too sweet, nor too salty. I am sincerely enjoying the meals, and Laetitia is such a wonderful hostess. I admire her patience in wholeheartedly loving all 4 of her children. They adore her.
I played a PS2 soccer game with the boys, Melvil and Milan, while Domino, the little toddler girl, ransacked the house, giggling and playing all day long. We spent the afternoon poolside, where I spoke English with the boys, trying to explain American football to them as we played catch in the pool. They have one word for the great American pastime: jamais (never). It requires too much armor, they say. Hilarious!
So, I'm here, once again, thinking of you and hoping that the afternoon bodes well on your side of the world. I am on the veranda listening to the rippling of the water on the lake below, while I chuckle at remembering the parachuters we saw this afternoon atop the mountain across the way. I am still 7km from the city, tucked away in paradise. All is well.
2 comments:
Sounds like a place most of us would love to be...peaceful and serene! I look forward to hearing your voice sometime real soon! I love you, Mom
sounds amazing. I wanna be their with you! i miss you mucho ( I would say it in french but i know 0 french words. spanish will have to do) love you, scout.
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