Sticking with architecture, this balcony seems just the place to sit out the noon day sun in the French port of Le Grau du Roi, a glass of a good Sauvignan-Blanc by your side (Australian or New Zealand, of course - not that local stuff that tastes like battery acid), a fresh baquette, some creamy brie and a millefeuilles from the patisserie by your side for later.
Perhaps, when the heat dies down, we'll take a stroll down to the lighthouse, watch the fishing boats swoop into the harbour, trailing gulls and a whiff of Gauloises. Retire to a bar, drink a few pastis, maybe a bottle of rough Languedoc red.
And then, fall over, inebriated, as happy as a very happy thing.
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2 comments:
How eptly stated.
Merci, Bluesmama, vous ĂȘtes trop aimable
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