Wow. How long has it been since I've written something on this damn site?Eh... who cares.Here's the thing: since I've spent the past month on vacation, all of my writing - until today - has been done with paper and pen. Sometimes in rented rooms, in a tent, or in a moving car through varying degrees of inebriation, exhaustion or sickness.It's been a long, strange and tiring trip. It's also been a very cool trip. Olivier and I are still living in a bit of disarray what with all of the packing and unpacking and the bit of neglect that our house has endured while we were off running amok.We're exercising again every day, which we didn't do for a month. No, instead, we were eating everything that we normally wouldn't, on top of everything that we normally would. We're now fattened up and greasy. Exercise has once again become painful.The suffering is worth it.Like any journey, ours started at...
Wandering around Brittany looking at trees, rocks & assorted Merlin memorabilia works up an appetite. I was beginning to feel the familiar sensation of my stomach wrapping itself around my spine, as it usually does just before my body begins to digest itself.Our eyes were beginning to get that glazed look that one gets just as they begin to consider cannibalism.All right, enough of the sightseeing shit. We needed food. Preferably vast amounts of crepes, dripping with cheese & meat.After driving around in what seemed like endless circles in the middle of freaking nowhere, we finally saw the sign.We checked the clock on the dashboard. It was only 6:50pm. We'd have to wait 10 minutes. No problem. My body likely wouldn't reach the advanced stages of auto digestion for at least a half an hour.As soon as the clock flipped to 7pm, we were through the door. The place was empty, just as one would expect it to be. The...
Okay, so maybe you thought that I was all done with talking about Brittany. Well, you're wrong, because I'm not.One of the more famous locations in Bretagne is the megalithic site in Carnac, a ridiculously large collection of Neolithic menhirs, or standing stones. The legend says that the stones are a Roman legion that was turned to stone by Merlin, which is why the megaliths are standing next to one another, lined up in perfect formation.Well, that may be true, but it seems to me that if they were men turned into stone, then they would look more like men somehow. I mean, I saw Clash of the Titans and I also saw that episode of Hercules where the men from the local village were being turned to stone.I know how men look once they've been turned to stone.The truth is, the menhirs of Carnac were brought there by a menhir delivery man by the name of Obelix, as those...
It turned out that there was plenty to in Brittany besides eating turkey sandwiches & boozing in a damp tent with a yowling cat.There was actually plenty of sightseeing to do.Now, for those Arthurian legend reading, medieval sword fight movie watching, painfully uncool geeky types, we were in just the right place.Since I am painfully uncool, I was actually in the perfect place to bask in my geekness.The Paimpont Forest is stuffed with a ridiculous amount of mysterious, magical, medieval Merlin fun.Before we ventured deep into the forest, we stopped to take a look at the Arbre d'Or. (The Golden Tree).I'm sure that you're thinking that this is some type of mystical faerie magic at work, here. But, you'd be wrong. "The Gold of Brocéliande" is the work of a Parisian sculptor. I know...not really as exciting, but tell me the last time that you stumbled upon something like this in the forest. Yeah, that's what I thought.We drove a...
"It always rains on tents. Rainstorms will travel thousands of miles, against prevailing winds for the opportunity to rain on a tent." ~Dave BarryFor our first night in Brittany, Olivier & I decided that we would do a night of camping. Being from Colorado, sleeping in a tent is something that is almost second nature. It was definitely something that I've been missing here in France & I mentioned to Olivier on a few occasions that I wanted to try camping here in France.I had been warned by several of the French natives here that I wasn't really missing out on anything, that camping in France just isn't all that great. But, I hadn't yet spoken to someone who had tried camping in Colorado & France & who could make a fair comparison. I decided that I would have to be that person.YAY for me.When we arrived at the campground, the first thing that I noticed was that the ground...
"...I had a continual restless feeling that there was nothing at all real about Monte Carlo; that the sea was too blue to be wet, the casino too white to be anything but pasteboard, and that from their very greenness the palms must be cotton. ... in atmosphere and spirit the entire kingdom of Monaco is an extension of the casino." - Willa CatherHad it not been for attending the Monaco Grand Prix with our visiting American friends, I don't think that Olivier & I would have had much motivation to travel to Monaco. Everywhere I looked, I saw only boats & buildings.Oh...excuse me - yachts.We had actually driven all the way from our home near Paris to the in-laws' house in l'Auvergne (central France) when we realized that we had forgotten the Grand Prix tickets.Damn.Luckily, it turned out to be no big deal - a phone call was made & duplicate tickets were issued. All we had to do...
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