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!