To begin, it is summer in the south of France which means it is unbearably hot and equally charming. Daily coffee has turned into luscious things such as daily Diablo Fraises and Ice cream. Yum. Last Wednesday was the national music festival. Basically a large amp was plugged into the side of France and it sand. I think the entire continent was dancing. The old part of town was closed and people flooded this town. The Cours Mirabeau was hardly walkable and music venues were partout, just far enough apart so as not to drown each other out..but just barely. There was everything from punch rock to full orchestra ensembles. After about 1 or 2 am it turned into a city wide dance club. Tout le monde was getting their groove. We just popped between bands danced a little and moved to the next. I can't tell you what a good time I had. It was a good 'ol fashioned good time. After our feet decided they needed to head home we passed by an acoustic percussion group and spent about an hour meandering through the streets as they processed out of town making the crowd move simultaneously with the beat of their drums which seemed to set the pace of your heart. I do decree...La fete de la Musique is more celebrated than Bastile day and what a party it was.
Since then I have seen a few dear friends off. It changes the atmosphere around these parts and in a way it makes it a bit easier to leave, but not much.
Spent the day at the beach with Fateh yesterday. That really is the best way to sum up the life style of the south of France....warm with a cool breeze, lazy and sleepy. Naturally there are cafes just steps away from your towel so you don't even have to put your sandals on to get a coffee. It is best to bring a few cookies from your local bakery seeing as the best time of the day is sunset on the beach. So you have your "goûter" around 6 to hold you over. The salt water and sand makes them taste so much better. After being thoroughly sunned and sanded we headed home tranquil and relaxed while watching the coast of Marseille pass into the last breaths of sunlight of a perfect Monday.
Saturday night we had a splendid tea party in the park. Many of my friends are Algerian, Moroccan and Tunisia so he had a Magreb party complete with a hooka, spiced tobacco, mint tea, and a couple guitars.
I finished my last exam today. It was an oral exam which I have never had before. Not sure how well that went for me but it was an experience anyway.
As of yesterday Kathleen and Allen are the proud parents of a little baby boy. Everyone is doing well.
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