Friday, 1 August 2014

France Pants

 I'm in France, in a tiny town called St. Aubin  Fosse Louvain.  It's in Pays de la Loire, just a hair south of Normandy.  Been eating lots of the baguette, drinking plenty of the wine, and looking at stacks of les oiseaux Francaises.  I’m staying in a farm building that was built in 1664, and the conveniences haven’t improved too much since then, I imagine.  With the building’s stone walls and slate roof being open to the elements on many fronts, it’s basically like camping. Old French ladies seem to think my French accent is cute, which is always a plus, I suppose.  Spent the last two nights laying out at night watching the stars, satellites, and Tawny Owls, so good times.

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