Well, I just came back from spring break in France...well, actually I came back Sunday, but who's counting?? I had a great time travelling with 4 other teachers from my school. It was quite an experience, as there is about a 40 year age difference between me and the oldest lady that went with us. In the picture you can see my travelling companions having lunch at the beach in Nice. I definitely learned a lot about growing old, and learned to appreciate my ever fleeting youth. French people were interesting, I still haven't really decided what I think about them, but I found the old people intriguing. The old men walking around hunched over with a cane carrying a baguette always caught my eye, and I couldn't help but wonder what they were thinking and why on earth such an old person would want a baguette so badly as to face the crowds and uneven sidewalks and steps in a city like Paris, France. I bought a baguette one day, and it was the coolest feeling ever. At that moment, I feel like maybe I sorta started to understand those old men. The bread is just so good, and it's just a matter of enjoying the carbs and relaxing, and not paying attention to the busyness around you. You just get your bread, and live in the indulgence. Maybe that's not at all what it's about for the Frenchmen, but that's what it was for me. If I move to France someday in the future, I will be an old lady hunched over with a cane carrying a baguette. And maybe some naive American will wonder about me.
martes, marzo 20, 2007
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I love old people.
I think that will be my new phrase, "Just get your bread and live in the indulgence."
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