When we venture down from the hills near Fayence to Theoule each summer for some crowded beach fun, we always end up having conversations like those reported by the New York Times.
I am saddened to find that our own Riviera-style family conversation has become an NYC cliche. And I quote:
"Definitely fake,” proclaimed my 14-year-old daughter, carefully adjusting her bikini top. “How can you tell?” asked her 10-year old sister, who as yet has no trace of the objects in question. “I bet those ones are real,” my 9-year-old son muttered, motioning his head to the left. I looked around and realized we were surrounded by topless women of all ages, many with glasses of Champagne near their discarded swimsuits. As I watched a man in his 50s slather suntan oil on his half-nude, half-his-age girlfriend, I wondered if I had made a grave mistake bringing our family to the Côte d’Azur."
I just wanted to leave a note to say thank you for maintaing this wonderful blog. I am beside myself with excitement for having found it, I dream of Provence everday and I promise myself a trip there soon. I love everything Provencal! :)
Posted by: Christine | December 11, 2006 at 04:23 PM
Dumb americans...!
Posted by: Pedro | January 18, 2007 at 12:59 PM