My wish is to live life more quietly with more quality. My dream is to have a balcony overlooking a jungle and a river. These remain dreams realized from time to time among the years depending on the pressure of work. When my husband and I decided to spend most of our summer in southern France, it was all about the need to breathe and remember what it means to be human. I did reach a stage where I forgot what it means to remember myself and enjoy and appreciate what was given to us.
I respect the French way of life. In Nice, the shops close early. People walk and swim and shop and drink coffee, and a lot more, but work. People love life and explore it day and night. Streets are filled and full of love and joy.
On our way to St. Tropez we went through a forest that had a beginning and seemed to have no end. I walked in and was mesmerized by the ocean of trees until I reached a beautiful river. When we reached St. Tropez I couldn’t take my eyes off the deep blue and calm sea.
To make the trip count, we visited the exhibition of the French star Brigitte Bordot which took me to the fifties and sixties.
Every night we went back to Nice to be able to visit the next day’s market, be it the flower market or antique one or vegetables, with its glowing colors.
One day we went to St. Paul de Vence, where most of the French perfume is made, or so we learned. I’ve never seen so much beauty in my life and I have been around some wonderful places. Standing up the hill overlooking the valley felt like Heaven. A valley furnished with an ocean of trees.
In Paris the weather was cooler and the air we breathed was fashionable! I always see Paris beautiful and trendy despite the heritage of architectural beauty. Out of respect, we visited the Louvre and on our way shopping, we ran into some really interesting futuristic cars made by Toyota and Renault.
My resolution is to discover the rest of France day by day.
Eiffel Tower.. so sexy