Wait. I know what you're thinking. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN FOR ELEVEN DAYS
(Of course not - you probably couldn't care less and are stuffing your face with Lindt Rabbits. But in case you are at least 0.00001% interested, I'm going to babble on anyway.)
Well for a few of those days I was spending my time forgetting to blog-
but for eight of them I was in la France! The south-east to be precise! Ooh la la!
The first week of the easter holiday, as we discovered, is a brilliant time to go. School kids are generally still in term time so the roads/towns are quieter and the weather is SO SO SO much more bearable.
Southern France + August = Deadly Heat
In August there, I can't actually physically survive without this can of simple genius:
Not commonly used in England, just because we have lost faith and optimism towards the weather - okay maybe our weather is just a load of ca-ca (google translate). The contents are nothing other than Evian Water. Yes, you probably could just throw water on your face. For a much cheaper price...
But IT'S JUST SO MISTY
AND PORTABLE
AND IT DOESN'T COME FROM A GRIMY TAP
It even comes in Paris, New York and Shanghai. Not sure what the point of that is but if you prefer your face spray with a seductive woman on it then take your pick-
We actually wanted to do stuff on this holiday which makes a change. Going out for a walk with no water didn't kill us (just).
If you've never had the luxury of going to France, let me give you an brief summary of what to expect (and these are not stereotypes, they are from experience):
Using this adorable bit of space here to say hello to my Granddad and Grandma who stayed with us through part of our holiday and it was so lovely to see them and spend time with them. I look forward to seeing you both very soon xxx
(Of course not - you probably couldn't care less and are stuffing your face with Lindt Rabbits. But in case you are at least 0.00001% interested, I'm going to babble on anyway.)
Well for a few of those days I was spending my time forgetting to blog-
but for eight of them I was in la France! The south-east to be precise! Ooh la la!
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| Fresh Gardiacynths (I honestly don't have a clue) |
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| good enough to eat <3 (Don't eat trees kids, eat salad) |
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| Views ^^ |
The first week of the easter holiday, as we discovered, is a brilliant time to go. School kids are generally still in term time so the roads/towns are quieter and the weather is SO SO SO much more bearable.
Southern France + August = Deadly Heat
In August there, I can't actually physically survive without this can of simple genius:
But IT'S JUST SO MISTY
AND PORTABLE
AND IT DOESN'T COME FROM A GRIMY TAP
It even comes in Paris, New York and Shanghai. Not sure what the point of that is but if you prefer your face spray with a seductive woman on it then take your pick-If you've never had the luxury of going to France, let me give you an brief summary of what to expect (and these are not stereotypes, they are from experience):
- Drivers will not stop for you at crossings. Even if they're driving like deranged cheetahs and you are in the middle of the crossing, they will not slow down. If they do stop for you, they are most likely foreign. (Most common examples are the Belgians, Germans, Spanish, Italians, English-JUST anyone who isn't French basically).
- If you go into the countryside, you will hear a constantly re-occurring high-pitched 'meep'. These are crickets. And they will annoy the hell out of you until you've been to France enough times to be able to blank them out.
- Scorpions are as common in your house/apartment as spiders in English houses. I had to find this out instead of being told. Excuse me. I do not wish to talk about this any longer.
- Loos at smaller stops along motorways will be a hole in the ground. Literally. No seats for you, Gretchen Wieners. Luckily we have not come across one of these monstrosities since driving round the country in about 2008.
- And the ice cream selection is magnificent. I'm sorry England, but where is the Rose ice cream? Or the Violet? Or the Nutella??
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| Violette et Nougat, C'ETAIT SUPERB! |
I got this beauty (^^) from a gorgeous ice cream parlour in Avignon. Y'know, the town with the French song about the bridge. SuR lE PoNt...
If you don't know, I'd suggest you get on revision of French popular songs because at some point in your life you're going to need some socialisation and so you'll go down to a pub quiz and there'll be a question about French songs and you'll think I AM SO GLAD I REVISED. All you exam-sitters this year should also be thinking this in a few weeks time so I advise you guys to, after finishing reading this, go and kick some revision butt. It'll be incredibly worth it.
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i'm not sure what this face is either. |
Using this adorable bit of space here to say hello to my Granddad and Grandma who stayed with us through part of our holiday and it was so lovely to see them and spend time with them. I look forward to seeing you both very soon xxx
And as for all you others, I hope you had a completely FAT easter with family, friends and lots of treats. Please don't feel like you need a gym membership because, let's face it, you're great just the way you are. And you''ll probably quit in a month's time.
Lots of love,
Rhiannon x
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