La Belle France

As I type this, I am sitting in the kitchen of my friends’ beautiful house in Bordeaux. Their 3 year old son has just gone off to a morning’s pre-school wearing his new ‘animals of australia’ t-shirt (he recognised them all except the platypus – which I’m sure he thought I made up, but fair enough, monotremes are not the most plausible of critters) and we’ve had coffee and croissants and a good catch up chat.

The journey here took weeks. Okay, maybe not weeks, but it felt like it (and I undoubtedly smelt like it). I have never been so glad to a) shower b) lie down flat and c) eat a meal with proper-sized crockery and cutlery.

The gaping chasm of difference in attitude to security between the French and Americans was amply demonstrated en route as I flew from Sydney, to Auckland, to Los Angeles, to Heathrow, to Amsterdam and finally here to Bordeaux.

At LAX airport – where our flight refuelled and we were decanted into a corridor to queue for an hour in order to present immigration forms even though we weren’t allowed to leave the room, let alone the airport – was in contrast to Bordeaux, where we flew in, stumbled blearily onto the tarmac and into the baggage hall, located our bags and then wandered unmolested past nonchalent customs officers who looked as thought they’d be disappointed if you didn’t try to bring in illegal quantities of food, fags and wine.

Its good to be here. The only downside to living in Sydney is that it is so far away.

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6 Responses to La Belle France

  1. Teresa says:

    Hello there in Bordeaux – I’m envious, even though we just got back from our own faux French vacation (french light? I suppose the Quebecoise would loath that comment). And how different could the attitude about security be? Yuck! Well, airports are not so good, but weddings and visits are great. Enjoy!

  2. truce says:

    Thanks Teresa! Glad you’re back – I’m off to your site now to read all about it 🙂

  3. piereth says:

    Going to a gite in Brittany next July with the parents, quelle blague. Can’t wait! Glad you’re there safely, wow, what a journey!

  4. azahar says:

    *strikes Australia off list*

  5. azahar says:

    Oh, forgot to tell you my French joke. Why do the French only have one egg for breakfast? Because one egg is un oeuf.

  6. truce says:

    LOL, that’s the kind of joke I like 🙂

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