Yesterday was the most glorious Sunday à la française. I never realized what an awesome day Sunday was, but almost all of the shops were closed, and everywhere we went there were people just sitting around in cafés, strolling with crêpes and ice cream in hand, and enjoying life. After four years of devoting my entire Sunday to homework I was already looking forward to being able to kick back and enjoy the day, but I guess I didn't realize that all of France had the same idea. The Rue Mouffetard, where we were staying, was actually closed to cars from 10am-6pm so that people could walk around, and in the square near our hostel there were free massages. I found out that the people working in the gelateries were no mere ice cream scoopers, but gelato artists, and got a two-flavor gelato flower on a cone.
After strolling around our neighborhood for a while we went to the Jardin de Luxembourg. The park was absolutely packed and no one was even doing anything! They were just sitting around on benches, chairs, and fountains, and talking to friends/making out. I started taking random candid close-ups of French people enjoying life.
This gave Ginger the idea for our new photo-project, the album of French couples making out. It's almost too easy. It's like, when I see one I think I'll never get my camera out in time, but they just. keep. going.
Blogger's HTML does not support photo rotation, so I guess you'll just have to turn your head and/or computer sideways... sorry. Obviously, these will all eventually be published in our bestselling book.
I wrote this comment ages ago but Blogger wouldn't let me sign in. Today, I realized this years-long problem was because I don't let firefox accept third-party cookies, whatever that means, so, now, comment:
ReplyDeleteI'm so jealous of that gelato. Also, if you upload the photos first to Flickr or Picasa, you can rotate them there, and then upload them to Blogger by pasting their link into the upload thing. At least if you're using the "new" post editor. I can't remember the old one.