On Friday we will leave Saint-Tropez. I’m a bit torn about that; while I can’t wait to have the space of our flat (we’ve been living in a tiny studio) and the comfort of an office again, there are a number of things I’m going to miss a lot. Today, for instance, we’re working outside because it’s 18°C (64°F) and there isn’t a cloud in the sky. Conversely, it is 5°C (41°F) in Le Puy-en-Velay (as well as Zürich, for that matter).
Mouchette, the furry proprietress of the house, has been lovely, but she’s a little too neurotic for my tastes in animals (boy cats all the way!). Still, I’ll miss her. As I’ll miss walking along the beach and the funny man at the market who always gives us something for free. In all honesty, I can’t see us coming back to St-Trop, unless it was to house sit again, but it’s been good to us while we were here.
As far as the experiment goes, I speak for both of us when I say that our productivity levels haven’t been affected really, one way or the other. There have been days when the ideas have flowed and my fingers threw sparks as they typed…there’ve also been days when eking out a sentence has been a challenge. In that respect, it’s not been much different than home. Chris has had a bit of a pain traveling to and from Switzerland for work from here, owing in part to the lack of a train station in St-Trop and also to the very liberal Côte d’Azur definition of “icy roads”…luckily that translated to his being able to rent a car one weekend to make his way home (not a speck of ice along the way), so we got to spend a day in his university town, which was cool.
Of course, the joys and disappointments of being home will be short-lived as I’ll be en route to Switzerland myself a day after we get home.
And so it goes…while I wish I was swamped with meaty assignments (in good time!), I most definitely am not, but I guess if that’s my only complaint then I’ve got nothing but my pride to protect (a hefty job indeed). But there’s no time to wallow…I’ve got to get as much done as I can before we leave, as I’ll get to spend the whole of next week reconnecting with the two little sprites who made up such a massive part of my life for a couple of years, and that will be interesting indeed.
Maybe some deep thoughts before I go – who knows? But if not, more soon!