…once wrote, “Baby, it’s a wild world. It’s hard to get by upon just a smile.”
Clearly he never visited the South of France.
People are just so nice here. Everyone kisses you, for crying out loud. If you try – if you’re nice, admit you’re a stupid American, and smile sweetly – they’ll help with open arms. They may laugh at your poor French, but they help you get better. They bring you food and drink. They remember you. And then they’ll kiss your cheeks some more.
Maybe I’m just saying this because I had a wonderful morning at the market, followed by a visit to the Sube (where all my former coworkers greeted me warmly and gave us breakfast), followed by a wonderful lunch with Sylvia (who is just so kind and charming). It’s wonderful to be here with her family…
Even though tonight, after a brief goodbye party in St. Tropez, I will have just enough time to pack and leave. Back home. Back to the grind. Back to the real world.
Quelle horreur!
Saturday, September 23, 2006
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