The Pyrenees---Southern France

The Pyrenees---Southern France

Thursday, July 2, 2015

The Trip of a Lifetime

       In exactly two weeks, I'll be winging off on a trip of a lifetime. The destination, as well as the company, makes it so monumental.

      I'll be going to southern France--a small village outside of Pau--and my daughter and granddaughter will be going with me. (My daughter said she is not going to return... she is sure she will be so in love with France, she'll want to stay forever. However, she know Jason will insist that their daughter returns. That will be a tear-filled au revoir...)

      This is my fourth trip (and surprisingly, never to Paris). On my first trip, I went by myself to visit my French sister. (She lived with my family for a year--through AFS-- when I was a senior in high school.)  On my second trip, I took my son. (At fourteen, he discovered how delicious sangria and all alcoholic liquids were.)  On my third trip, I went with a high school friend who was the Charmaine in the Virginie and Sioux threesome.

      This time, it's going to be two weeks to languish over lunch for several hours--every day--as we talk and laugh and relax and drink. It's going to be time spent at the beach with Virginie's older brother Olivier (who is also my older brother--if life allowed us to choose our own family members). It's going to be two weeks of savoring life and taking the time to enjoy every moment... with the three women in my family I love the most.

     Here are a couple pictures I took on an earlier trip (I would post more, but blogger is being persnickety):



This was taken in the Basque region, which straddles France and Spain
in the middle of the Pyrenees. Those are strung dried peppers
hanging on the upper story of the shop.




Those are the Pyrenees looming in the distance.



Last summer I worked to save the money for the airplane tickets. This summer, I worked (am working--I have one more week) so we would have spending money--money to perhaps rent a car. (Virginie is taking a week off. The other week, we might tool around the countryside during the day while she's at work.) Money to buy groceries. Money to keep our cameras' battery habit satiated...

Luckily, I am fluent in French. I can say, "I'm thirsty." I used to be able to ask in French, "Does this water taste like sh**?" I know what "Ca va?" means and can respond appropriately. ("Ca va.") I know how to say "My name is Sioux," and "Do you speak English?" and "sh**" in French. Beyond that, I'm clueless.

So I'm counting on my nine-year old granddaughter. She's going to be our translator. She and my daughter have some app on their phone (duolingo, I think) and even though they just recently downloaded it, she's picking it up quickly.

Out of the mouths of babes... will hopefully come the phrase, "Where is the toilet?" when we need it. 

What are your plans for the rest of the summer? And if you're retired, don't rub in the fact that the rest of your life is one long summer season... 'cause I don't want to hear it.




20 comments:

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    1. It IS so great? Merde! I'm already stumbling...

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  2. Wow, what a glorious future you have! I know it will be wonderful for you...enjoy! Oh and keep notes and report in since I will be in your hip pocket trying to go along for the ride!!!

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    1. Claudia--I will take notes... not sure if I will have the time or the opportunity to blog, but I will try.

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  3. Oh, what a dream vacation! Love the pictures, too. Here's hoping your adventures are magnifique!

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    1. Tammy--Any trip with my daughter and granddaughter is sure to be fabulous.

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  4. How wonderful and exciting for you! Do you have room in your suitcase for a stow-away?
    I hope you'll post all about your trip after you return.

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    1. Donna--I am trying to pack light--a limited amount of clothes, so perhaps there WOULD be room for you... ;)

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  5. Lucky for vous (or is it tu?), one of the only phrases I recall from my high school French class is, "Where is the bathroom?" Here ya go: où est la salle de bains? That and bibliotheque (library). Yeah. That's all I've got.

    What a fantastic journey for you! I know you'll enjoy every moment of it. Safe travels, my friend!

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    1. Lisa--I think we know each other enough (via the blogosphere) that "tu" is appropriate.

      Thanks. I hope France can handle two weeks of my butchering the language...

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  6. I hope a good time is had by all, and that you make a responsible decision between going au naturale or renting a bathing suit.

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  7. This is so exciting. Have a great time and make lots of great new memories!

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    1. Pat--My daughter and granddaughter make every trip--even small ones to the thrift store or the park--memorable. Thanks.

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  8. Three times Sioux? France will never be the same! No plans I could have for MY summer could come close to the shenanigans and fun y'all will have!

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  9. Ooh la la, you are going to have so much fun, and all with the people you love. Can't wait for the details. I can put you in touch with a Frenchman who can school you :)

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  10. Linda--I have no idea who you're talking about, but I think I'll pass. But thanks anyway. ;)

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  11. I am so totally jealous. Just the other day, I said to someone, "When was the last time I saw Paris?". The answer of course, was never. But hopefully I'll get there someday.

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  12. No need to find a bathing suit that fits and looks good! Now that's a way to live stress free.
    The miniscule phrases I remember from Jr High Introduction to French include, "Le cock es morte." So if you come across a dead chicken in he road you'll know what to say. You're welcome.

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