Has it really been more than a month since my last post?
Can it already be fall and summer is but a memory?
Summer is gone, but at least I have fond memories of summer vacations. Yes, plural--lucky me.
I spent a week on Cape Cod, then later left for a week in Provence. Staying at a simple hotel near Beaumes de Venise, I met a delightful English couple who themselves were on holiday.
Vacation vs holiday: yet another difference that divides Yanks from Brits. I went to graduate school in London and had to live with those language differences. Depending on the circumstance, it was challenging, annoying, or just different and fun.
When I returned to the States, though, my British language lapses and tics were merely annoying to my friends and family. Did I really have to go to the loo, friends would ask, their eyes rolling. I quickly took their disdain to heart and shaped up to State-side English.
That's all to say that I'm back, and I hope to blog more regularly now. Sorry for the lapse, but I am happy to report that my holidays were bloody smashing jolly!
(Thanks to @rottrover for asking!)
"Don't Bother Me I,m On Vacation!" T-shirt available at Zazzle.com
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