Hello August,
I am back to the hometown café, with my head full of the beatiful landscapes of the French Riviera, and longing for the seaside. But I need to leave my novel and go back to a working mood, which is not all phantasizing and imagining oneself in these imaginary situations of the Capitaine Fracasse’s adventures. What is better than to revisit the classics of the French Litterature in this book by Théophile Gautier before the summer ends?
Hello August,
yes, I managed to take some last-minute holidays, yes, I decided it in the afternoon, I was out there next morning. Where? In the South of France of course, close to my hometown.
Just to remind you, my parents live up in the mountains, it’s a long drive to the seaside. And with this and that, family issues, aunt dying at the end of July, holidays were the last thing.
But there is a moment when enough is enough: and I was like, yes I am going NOW!
I started calling here and there, you can imagine that everything is reserved mid-August, in one of the most touristic areas. And yes, my friends have made plans ages ago, there was no way I could join. My love prospects also.
I met someone charming who has just started working and whose job will include touring France.
Hmm, so yes, a last-minute room in Saint-Tropez with a cousin who owns a small but charming hotel in the area.
And you must keep in mind that I am kind of broke these days.
Still, believing in your luck, or making connexions might save the day, and find oneself looking at this beautiful scenery without knowing how it happened. I accepted to help out to return the favour, but still, I got a chance to swim and fool around enough to make it worth the while.
And dance, of course, dance!
Yes, it has been a wonderful breath of fresh air, a way to recharge my energy, after a studious, hot and full of events summer!
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