It’s a beautiful Friday morning here in the South of France. The town square comes alive with over 100 local vendors selling everything from fresh fruits and vegetables to homemade tapenade, blood sausage and the stinkiest cheeses you have ever smelled. Not to mention the various nick-knacks only found in France. It gets so animated, and it gives me an excuse to peruse and socialize with the locals.
It’s on these days that I truly feel like we actually live in France.
Today, however, I had a special reminder that we really live in France. Can you guess what it was?
True story, I found dog poop at my doorstep AGAIN and captured the moment in photos. Yes, I am this demented, but i wanted to show you how normal it is here;
You might think I’m obsessed with dog poop since I also wrote about dog poop and culture shock here.
Well, I’m not obsessed with dog poop. It’s just that you can’t avoid the merde because it’s everywhere.
But I’m ok with that because life’s too short to worry about a little CRAP here and there!!
I’m off to the market now.
This post was in good fun. There are so many GOOD things to talk about when you LIVE IN FRANCE. I just thought it would be fun to poke a little fun at this ehem (shitty problem).
