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Isn't he such a "natural" ?

That's what Mark was undoubtedly saying to himself (in these pictures), as I was relaxing, reading my French gossip magazines (what DOES Eva Longoria really look like without makeup?) and eating bon bons.  Like I would REALLY do that......well, maybe the bon bons.

It wasn't ALL work and no play around here.  We took advantage of each and every one of the numerous holidays that crowded the May calendar here in France.   Long, three and four day weekends found us touring the countryside,  trying out my Dramamine on island boat cruises and enjoying sumptuous meals at the homes of our friends in the area, all of which I will eventually get around to discussing in future entries.

Unfortunately, along with each moment of enjoyment, comes the unavoidable task of housekeeping which must be done even when one's house is more than 5,000 miles out of reach.

Marc and Mark, prove that it's not just a "girly" thing!
  If we'd only planned on being away for a week, I might have been tempted to pack 7 of everything in my suitcase , thus avoiding the major chore that all tourists face, figuring out foreign laundry facilities.  But since we've stayed with André and Louise twice before, we were more than capable of operating the equipment without too much supervision.

We were lucky to have these necessary facilities for laundry, washing up and cooking (indoors and out) at our little appartment and we quickly settled into a daily domestic routine..... run a few loads of wash every 3 or 4 days ( to keep ahead of the game), hang it out on the line when it wasn't raining (if we were lucky), iron (only when forced to) and  wash up the dishes each evening (unless we were lucky enough to be invited out).

One of our local supermarkets.
  Each weekend, we changed the linens, towels and rugs in our appartment and then Monday, it would start all over again. A true testiment to conubial cooperation!

Each evening on our way home from the office, we would stop off at one of the three local supermarchés, to select the items for our evening meal.  Mark and I are both grocery shopaholics, even in the U.S., so it was more entertainment than chore, to browse the aisles, oohing and aahing over the thousands of cheeses or pots of yogurt on display.  Varieties of crêpes were stacked high on the shelves like the tortillas you'd find in our Southwestern part of the U.S. (and much better tasting too, I might add). 

Since we were on the coast, seafood was in abundance, with its palate of colors and fresh, salty aroma, tempting us to take a closer look.

Mark, making his cheese selection.

Even more difficult to resist was the "sweets" section, made of up gâteaux, tartes, eclairs, petit fours, crème brulées.......as far as the eye could see, all covered in either chocolate, glazed fruits or whipped cream.......and sometimes a little bit of each!

Even though we'd had a case of our "fave" wine shipped ahead of our arrival, we still felt obligated to sample the many varieties of locally made wines, available for the sometimes unbelievable price of only 2-3 Euros a bottle, similar to the   "2 buck Chuck "  you'd find at Trader Joe's, only much nicer.

The really cool veg/fruit scales. Put your item on the scale, press the corresponding picture and a priced label prints out which you attach to the bag.

The only thing that we found it hard to get used to,  besides the businesses closing from noon to 2:00pm for the midday meal, was that the grocery stores closed in the evening by 7:00 or 7:30 and were not open at all on Sundays (except for Geant).  There was always a rush on Saturday evening with all the shoppers queued up at the registers a half hour before closing.......NOT a good time to take your one bottle of wine or chocolate gâteau to "la caisse" for a speedy checkout.   We tried.... the French, extremely kind in every other respect, will not give up their coveted place in line for any interloper with a single item!  Oh well, c'est la vie!

There are alot more things to worry about in this temporary French life of ours than stress in the supermarket.......... shall we enjoy our glass of red outside on the patio as "le soleil se couche"?...........would that be whipped cream or custard on your fruit tarte?................or should we perhaps stroll arm in arm through the narrow, ancient streets of this picturesque ville, pretending to be "natives",  if only for one night.

olsalty says:
Oh Sandy. When I woke up this morning, I thought to myself, I'll bet I don't run across the word "conubial" today, and then I read it in your blog!
Posted on: Jul 11, 2009
biker says:
4 days, including saturday and sunday indeed...
Posted on: Jul 10, 2009
biker says:
Hihi. Hello.
We finally found the two men on earth worth of a marriage... Hope you are all fine. This week-end is the 14th of july: "the independance day of France" so anothe 4 days out of work.
Posted on: Jul 10, 2009
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Isnt he such a natural ?
Isn't he such a "natural" ?
Marc and Mark, prove that its not…
Marc and Mark, prove that it's no…
One of our local supermarkets.
One of our local supermarkets.
Mark, making his cheese selection.
Mark, making his cheese selection.
The really cool veg/fruit scales. …
The really cool veg/fruit scales.…
Shrimp, mussels, oysters, etc....
Shrimp, mussels, oysters, etc....
....and then there was more cheese!
....and then there was more cheese!
One of the three aisles of yogurts!
One of the three aisles of yogurts!
....really fresh produce
....really fresh produce
Another local grocery....ah, bring…
Another local grocery....ah, brin…
Its a two person job.....
It's a two person job.....
The fruits of our labor.....make t…
The fruits of our labor.....make …
Do I really look like I know what …
Do I really look like I know what…
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