Some [more] notes on France

After one month living like a gypsy, sleeping on couches, beds, mattresses, washing in different showers, wearing the same clothes over and over again.... Here I am in the confort of my own home. Freeda is peacefully sleeping in her bed. My couch is comfy. My laptop in my lap. Hot tea in my cup.

The last time I was here it was August.... it's so nice I got out of my comfort zone for a while... It made me feel alive, it brought me to paths full of light. it showed me different ways of living. It gave me smiles and hugs and tears. Yes I cried on the plane to Italy. I cried because I left back a lot of love. I left back the smells and the taste and the beauty. Each face had softness and beauty. Each heart touched my soul. The Scots who call me Mc Donald. The French who love Greece, make amazing cheese and wine and know how to appreciate them. The Italians who talk like they sing.

No I did not have a single bad experience. I was going with the flow. Whenever I got stressed - about people, timetables, transportation - I would take a deep breath and assurred myself I would be fine. I was always fine, secure, taken care of. I got really tired during the wine picking, but it lasted for 8 days. It also paid for 2 more weeks of travelling. So no complains.

A few notes on France through my eyes.
The french mostly drive french cars. Renault, Peugeot, Citroen.... They are everywhere!
French toilets in houses are in a separate room. The bathroom is another room. This does not apply to every house, but most of the houses.
In a meal, cheese comes AFTER the main meal. You are full, so you only eat a little bit. If it's a creamy cheese you spread it on bread.
The french are the best breadmakers! You never get bored of bread because they have a wide variety of baquettes and loafs.
The people in the South are warmer than in the North. This does not come from personal experience, but rather from what I have been told. The truth is that same energy attracts same energy.