Yes, almost two months, and not one single post : disgraceful ! But hey, mothers all over the world know as well as I do that summer break doesn’t necessarily mean that you have more free time. The children are on holidays, too, you see.
Anyway, I’m back in India, kids have began a new school year, in a new school, and I have cleared my desk and files, and moved some furniture around, too. I’m ready for a new year myself.
The holidays were great. Apart from one week in Madrid visiting my newly expatriate brother, I was in France for almost two months.
We frolicked with friends and family, ate tons of fabulous cheese and bread (and so much more), put some weight on (the adults), and of course explored lots of beautiful villages. We have the pictures to prove it…
But we can’t eat and play only, right? And since I’m a real dragon when it comes to school and education (an obsessed dragon, my daughter would tell you), vacation or not, I had planned a number of visits related to the school curriculum.
We had a taste of Ancient Rome in Vaison la Romaine, town known for its Roman vestiges : the museum there had wonderful animations with actors dressed as Romans who showed us the way they used to build a fire, bake bread (we even tasted some, and it was good), or live.
In the lovely town of Lourmarin, we heard a story teller from the Côte d’Ivoire, and what a treat that was! He was so much fun, so quick in the way he improvised and used current issues or anecdotes to involve his audience. We loved it, and it reminded me of the beauty of the African oral tradition.
After that, we heard a little concert on the place du village, and the children were only too happy to try the balafon or the djembe.
On the 14th
of July, the French National day, the band invited to entertain the crowds after the traditional fireworks was… Latin American ! Last year, same place, same celebration, I mentioned (here
) how I came across a Colombian
band playing at a nearby café
, and how they seemed to draw the crowds much better than the Rock band playing at the place of honor. Well, the town’s authorities heard the message, I guess. This year’s musicians came from pretty much all over the Caribbean and South America – including a Senegalese man from the public who jumped on stage, sang in Spanish, and played percussion like a pro. As for Salsa dancing, it seems to have taken France over by a storm, because the people dancing in the audience were just awesome.
Finally, the region of Provence hosting so many festivals in the summer, (not to mention how totally starved I am for that type of performance art) we had to see an opera, and I was delighted by the production of Il Barbiere di Sevilla, in Lacoste. The production mingled Rossini’s opera in Italian with the original play of Beaumarchais in French, and three hip hop dancers. And it worked!
Later, while in Auvergne
, we visited the Château de Murol
, and traveled back to the Middle Ages (also part of the curriculum – she’s right, I guess, I am an obsessed dragon) where we learned, among other things, how people washed (rarely) their body and their hair (shampoo was a concoction made with ash, eggs and vinegar) and rinsed their mouth with wine, because: who on earth drinks water? We also learned that long after the Arabs realized that the earth was round, our Middle Age people continued to think that it was flat.
So, all in all, an instructive, entertaining summer. And now, it’s back to work.