July 28, 2011

Foreign Correspondents: Feeling the Weather and Cool Water

Our first  Foreign Correspondent is here! Bijal Shah, her husband, and her two daughters spent ten days traveling around France this summer. We outfitted them with a suitcase full of Tea before they left, asking them to share their adventures with us upon their return. Below is Part 4 of their adventure. Stay tuned for the rest of their story this week.

Our sense of touch or feel had more to do with the hot weather than anything else.  At one point as we were walking through the Greek sculpture room in the Lourve, the girls stopped walking. I realized that they had just walked on top of an air conditioning vent and were enjoying the feel of the cold air.  Needless to say, we all stood on top of the vent for an extended amount of time.

Standing on the cold air vent at the Louvre

Outside of our apartment in Aix-en-Provence, there was a small waterspout type of fountain that my younger daughter made it a point to run her hands in the cool water every time we exited or entered the apartment building.  As soon as she would get her hands wet she would chase after her dad to spray the water in his face.  It became a daily game for her to see how quickly she could get us wet.

Sitting in the heat of the Provence sunshine

Hilltop town of Gordes, "the windy city".

Our first driving adventure in Provence was towards the hilltop town of Gordes.  As soon as we got out of the car, we felt the “whoosh” of the strongest winds we had ever experienced outside of a tropical storm.  I was afraid my girls, especially my four year old would be blown over the edge of the mountain…probably false paranoia on my part.  We attempted to walk around town while we clung to each other and posed for pictures while hysterically laughing at how wild but kind of scary the wind was.   Finally we gave up and decided to sit down at a restaurant and have dinner, but every few minutes the canopy would get pulled up by the wind and come crashing back in place making everyone except the waitresses jump.

The day that we went to Avignon, we also went to Pont du Gard to see the ancient roman aqueducts. Under the bridge is a very cool and refreshing river that people swim and kayak in.  We didn’t get a chance to kayak like we wanted to but decided to get our feet wet since it was a warm sunny afternoon.  The girls enjoyed splashing in the cool water and feeling the slippery rocks under their feet.

Splashing in the river under the Pont due Gard