Having decided not to go abroad this year due to that which cannot be named and the situation regarding our dog's passport/rabies situation, sitting under a brolley, trying to avoid the huge raindrops outside a coffee shop in town, we got talking about why we go abroad. The weather, fittingly, was our first reason, but then we got thinking about the "differences". These, generally come in two forms, the good and the bad. Good ones are everywhere, the scenery, being given a liqueur at the end of a meal when you didn't expect it, not paying your bar tab till you leave and the kindness of strangers. Bad ones can vary depending on circumstances too, finding you've run out of an item for lunch, only to find the shops are shut for the next 3 hours or trying every plastic card in your wallet to pay for fuel when you're running on fumes with a ferry to catch. Maybe France is just too different for some folks ?
Getting back to the deserted villages though, nearly every one has that bloody great big Pharmacie sign that displays the temp/time, maybe everyone is indoors being poorly ?
Getting back to the deserted villages though, nearly every one has that bloody great big Pharmacie sign that displays the temp/time, maybe everyone is indoors being poorly ?