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A quest for lavender in Provence, France
The heart and essence of France is not Paris, it’s the cultivated countryside.
My personal outdoor-exercise drug of choice: mountains.
Being an ocean away from so many of the people I love can be lonely and guilt-inducing, and I don’t know if I would have spent so much time here if it weren’t for Skype, Gmail, and Facebook, my tripartite magic portal.
Many Americans have a mental image of “French Life” that runs somewhere along these lines: smoking at outdoor café tables, bicycling alongside a river with a baguette under an arm, wearing scarves and generally looking “chic,” drinking wine while discussing culture and art. And of course, all of this takes place with the Eiffel Tower as backdrop,…
For how long can I intelligently examine and criticize a place I’ve abandoned from the inherent safety and ignorance of distance?
It’s a good thing no one’s ever asked me to go undercover as a Frenchwoman, because I would immediately blow it.
An homage to fromage