... and it happened to me.
'Here after being feted on arrival in St. Raphael, Napolean and his coach were robbed of all their valuables while they were on their way out of town heading towards Paris.'
The descendants of those highwaymen live still--- and it is thanks to them that I type now, from an internet cafe and not from our own computer, and that I cannot share with you right now the sketches that I'm making in this beautiful part of the world. But I will, when I get back next week. I'll be posting verbal sketches from internet cafes, though, and checking in from time to time. When you travel, you take chances that something unusual and untoward might happen--- and when it does, you deal with it and carry on cheerfully.
So, voilà----Cheers to one and all.
Laura, that's awful. I'm so sorry to hear it. I hope that you will still have your drawing materials and will enjoy that part of the trip nonetheless. What a terrible thing to happen on such a happy occasion.
Posted by: Karen | May 08, 2006 at 08:17 PM
I am glad to hear that you are enjoying the rest of your trip and have made the best of a bad situation. Reading the comments, I don't know a slick of French so I had to use one of the two translator links on my website that I put there just for this reason. I don't like to miss out on any conversation in case it's of the most interesting sort. Hope you don't mind. :)
Posted by: Maggie | May 05, 2006 at 11:03 PM
Pour Amanda...
Chère Madame, je veux bien croire que votre allusion aux « singes » était de la plaisanterie de second degré ! Je veux bien le croire d’autant plus que vous avouez avoir, un jour, partagé l’oreiller d’un
« french primate »… J’espère sincèrement que vous avez pu, depuis, ramasser les morceaux de votre cœur brisé afin de les transformer en roches rouges aussi belles et aussi solides que celles, ô splendeur, qui dévalent les flancs de l’Estérel avant de se jeter, éparses, sur les bords de la Méditerranée… Your sincerely, Guy.
Posted by: Guy CHANNEBOUX | May 05, 2006 at 05:13 PM
The joys of travel. Well they sure didn't rob you of your spirit. My car was broken into when I lived in NY. All they took was the car radio and my unfinished needlepoint. I didn't care about the radio but gee I missed that needlepoint. I was hoping they at least finished it.
Posted by: janey | May 04, 2006 at 09:07 PM
Well, darn it. You sound like you're carrying on, though -- so I guess you are just chalking it all up to adventure! Hope the rest of your trip is super!
Posted by: Linda | May 04, 2006 at 07:54 PM
Oh I'm just joking Guy. I love France. I really do. Except for that French boyfriend who broke my heart...but that's another story
Posted by: Amanda | May 04, 2006 at 01:10 PM