Tuesday, August 26, 2014

White weekend

Checking out the apple orchids that are almost ready to be harvested. Had a taste and man were they good! My outfit for the Baptism White dress from Naf Naf a french clothing store. Check out the site! http://www.nafnaf.com/fr/


So this weekend we had a couple of events scheduled, the first one was a civil baptism and the second was a 20th Birthday party. Here are some pictures of What I wore... Pretty much white the whole day. Luckily I didn't get myself dirty.

The civil baptism a very odd concept for me. It is a way of officially and legally naming the god parents. Except to my knowledge it was meant to be a religious affaire... well the times have changed. The new thing to do in France for those who don't have a religion or believe in God is to do baptise their children through the city Hall. They have the benefits of offically naming the 'marraine' --> God mother and the 'parraine' --> God father, with out the religous attachment. This may sound appealing to some while there are those who prefer the more traditional route. In any case its a good excuse to have a huge lunch and party!

Saw this beautiful creature on a tree.

Ladybug love.

On our way to the baptism we passed by Pont St. Esprit a cute calm village in the Gare department in France. I had to stop for a quick picture of the bridge which connects the banks of the Rhone river.


Later on that evening we headed out to a White Party! It was M's best friend's cousin's 20th birthday and she celebrated it BIG! Turning 20 in France is a big deal kind of like our 21st birthday in the US except its a bit more logical. We celebrate it big for our 21st because it's the age when you can drink alchohol legally and go to the night clubs among other things... but let's face it mostly because of alcohol. In France you celebrate your 20th. It has nothing to do with alcohol since at 18 you can legally drink. Honestly even at a younger age, but let's stay politically correct here. In France they do it big for every decade i.e 20yrs old, 30yrs old, 40yrs old etc. This marks points in your life where you're meant to be in a different stage. Maturity, stability..etc. I find that a bit more consistent than being old enough to drink, but that's just my personal opnion.

I find it so interesting to see and compare the cultural differences between the American, Dominican, and French way.
I find it makes me more open-minded.

The 'lavoir' or village wash house. This is pretty much a staple in all small french villages. This was the place where women would go to do laundry and socialize, yes a place many will only read about in the history books. Dress from H&M. Venejan, France

Many years ago these fountaines actually had drinking water disposible for the villagers to take at their disposal. These days you can find some with clean drinking water, but most of all it's used as decoration and a reminder of the past.

Village 'Moulin' or windmill at the top of the hill. Venejan, France

Love the simple romantic lanterns surrounding the swimming pool.

Apero time!

Playing around at the photo booth with the guys.

Well hello there!

The cake!

The biggest bottle of vodka I've ever seen in my life!

Silly me :)

Until next time mes amies!


Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Weekend Escapades! Au Bord de la mer.

Hanging out, getting ready for our picnic. Funny story about our bamboo fort; On our way to the beach M realized that of course there is nowhere we can take cover once the sun starts beating down so we wanted to stop and buy a PARASOL or beach umbrella, only that it was a sunday afternoon in France... EVERYTHING is closed. So we decided to take matters into our own hands and M (or McGyver as I call him sometimes) went out and picked up some bamboo. With the bamboo, his fishing gear (rods & fishing line), and a random blanket we got to work and built this beauty that kept us cover for quite a while. We were very proud of our creativeness, who needs an umbrella when you have nature?! Later on it got windy so M made a wind-shield, i didn't get a pic but it was kick-ass as well.



This weekend we spent a lot of time hanging out by the sea it was quite nice and relaxing. In the south of France we aren't only lucky to have gorgeous weather most of the year, but also to be surrounded by the mediterranean sea which can be a treat during the hot summer months.On saturday afternoon we decided to head out and visit Carry le Rouet with M's sister, but instead we took a detour and went to the tiniest beach ever in ensués. Boy was it tiny... There were maybe 50 of us squished up like sardines but well worth it. The water was crisp and clean not extremely over populated as you can find in Cassis and Marseille. It was a really nice day.

We wanted to keep the beach momentum going so M planned to take me to a beach he used to go to often years ago. This beach was a bit different. First of all it was a bit far from where we live about an hour and a half, yet it took us 3 hours to get there... let's just say someone had a hard time with the GPS and the directions in their head. This beach is well know for being a bit secluded, a nice place to camp in and have bbqs, you can literally drive your car up to the beach and chill out the whole day; night, week, month or entire summer. There are Kilometers and Kilometers of sandy beach for everyone so you're not battling it out for a spot to place your towel. The beach is very very shallowand warm so it's quite great for families with young kids. Most of all this beach is known for its kite surfers and kite runners because it's very windy. But who minds a bit of wind on a hot summer day?

Not to mention, this place is not accessable by GPS and the road.. well let's just say you're not bringing you're brand new BMW over there beacuse it might just not make it.

I really enjoyed this place, its unlike any other beach experience that I've had. And as you know I like things that are out of the ordinary. Welcome to Beauduc.

Having fun in the water as the sun was setting. The best lighting of the day.

Some of the landscape as we road through the bumpy dirt roads to get to our final destination.

I absolutely loved this! These are poles that lined up the dirt road and the passerbys stack the rocks as they often do in buddhist traditions. I love this because it reminds me of my life in Korea and my travels all over Asia. It brings me back in time.

There's life in everything you see.

As the sun begins to set slowly.

To infinity.

Typical 'Taurea Camargues' or a heard of Bulls from the Camargue region in France.

This is on our way home. As we were leaving Camargue we saw the beautiful hues in the sky which reminded me to take the time and appreciate life's beauty which is in its simplicity. In nature.

As the sun sets the birds fly home and the flamencos relish in their habitat. La camargue. France.

Thats all for today! Bisous to all. I hope you enjoyed this weekend re-cap.