So far, I’ve missed two Mardi Gras and one Thanksgiving, and now, this is my first summer away from home.
Noted differences include:
The School Calendar– The school calendar here is quite different than what I’m accustomed to at home. The children just finished on July 5th. So, what does that mean? July 4th, of course, is more than meaningless- I was still working with children! Another day gone by without barbecue, outdoor swimming pools, and fireworks. 14 juillet had better make up for this… Also, any child with parents who have a reasonable amount of money will be getting shipped off to grandparents and/or camp, which brings me to…
Everyone is Leaving- http://www.bfmtv.com/departs-en-vacances-du-monde-sur-la-route-actu30345.html Children and adults alike are off to their wonderful adventures while I’m stuck in this depressing place. In fact, that brings up the idea of…
There is no Summer in Paris- Maybe the weather is just bizarre this summer. It’s exceptionally hot in the United States and here, in Paris, it’s July and I still need a sweater. Oh, and it’s nearly as cloudy, rainy, and depressing as the winter. Sans being a Samsicle.
As you can see, most days don’t really contain sun and it’s barely bathing suit weather.
I bet it’s nicer in southern France….
We’ll see when we go on a motorcycle trip around the country at the end of the month.