Tag Archives: France

The Bells are back!

Travelling Frogs are in France at the moment, and today the ‘cloches volutes’, the flying bells, have come back!

In the local tradition, church bells don’t ring between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. Instead they fly to the Vatican to be blessed by the Pope, and come back on Saturday night, loaded with presents (yes, you guessed it, mainly chocolate!) ready to peal joyously on Easter Sunday. And when the bells ring, or when someone calls ‘les cloches sort passees’, that’s the signal for the start of the Easter egg hunt…

Happy New Year!

How did you welcome the New Year? Eating twelve grapes (one on each toll of the midnight bell) in Spain? Making as much noise as you possibly could when the clock struck 12 in France? Smashing chipped glasses or crockery against the front doors of your friends in Denmark? Letting off fireworks at the stroke of midnight in Germany? (as people do elsewhere, of course. But the Germans seem to be the most enthusiastic.) Ringing a bell 108 times at a temple in Japan? In Mexico, giving your friends and family a handful of raw lentils each to ensure good fortune?

Or maybe you decided on an early night, and woke up this morning* to greet what Travelling Frogs hope will be, for all, a joyful, healthy, and fulfilling 2019. Whether this year will take you travelling far or near, or on a personal journey,  this traditional Irish blessing says it all:

May the road rise up to meet you.

May the wind be always at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face;

the rains fall soft upon your fields,

and until we meet again

May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

 

*(possibly feeling more alert than the late night revellers?)

 

It’s National Christmas Jumper Day!

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Welcome to the UK’s National Christmas Jumper Day! For those (many) parts of the world where the term is a mystery –  Christmas Jumpers are sweaters that suddenly appear in Britain as the nights start to draw in and thoughts turn to Christmas festivities. Christmas Jumpers pop up everywhere – in schools, in City offices, in shops. Typically knitted in Christmassy colours, reds and greens, and adorned with Christmassy symbols such as reindeer, Santa, jingle bells and the like, there are many variations. Here are some examples (with thanks to our models):

I thought that Christmas jumpers were a uniquely British phenomenon. Until that is, that I saw the news that the World’s Largest Christmas Jumper was recently knitted in Albi, in the South of France.  It measures 8 metres by 5, and weighs more than 800 kilos, so I think you’ll agree that it merits its XXL label. 300 members of local knitting clubs took 3850 hours to hand knit it. It has been exhibited in the town, and submitted for inclusion in the Guinness Book of Records. What a shame it’s unlikely to be worn to any Christmas parties. The plan is to take it apart in a few months time, and sell the small squares for charity. (I wonder if someone will pay extra to get Rudolf’s nose?)

 

If only….

Following a hiking route in the glorious countryside of the Languedoc, we were happy that our path was marked:

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We’ve seen that sort of thing elsewhere, and very useful it is too. What we hadn’t seen before though, was this sign, which greeted us as we took the WRONG path:

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Ah, if only our paths through life, as well as through Southern France, could be so clear….

Who would have thought that?

No prizes for guessing that the US is the biggest market for McDonalds. But the second biggest……?

France. Yes, the home of haute cuisine. No disrespect to the Golden Arches, but – well, who would have thought it? Mind you, though, the ‘MacDo’ experience has a distinctly French feel – from the ‘Alpine burger’ with 3 sorts of cheese to the McBaguette (yes, really).

More about Smiling

 

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A group of ladies (expatriates from a number of countries) recently visited a restaurant in the Languedoc, South of France. They loved the food and the place – only criticism was the demeanour of the waitress, who happened to be the owner’s wife. One of the group decided to give some feedback: on the way she out suggested that ‘a smile goes a long way’. The waitress responded. ‘I’ve been smiling. Now I’m washing up’

 

More about toilets….

I’ve never done a survey of what travellers talk about most – but if I did, I bet the subject of lavatories would be high on the list of topics. ‘Western style’ or ‘footprints’, or those amazingly engineered Japanese toilets. Are they/aren’t they clean, where can you find public loos anyway, why can you never find the right coins to operate them…

Here”s an addition to the stock of toilet stories.

In the recent local elections in France, one of the Candidates, a resident Englishman, was particularly concerned about the new hi-tech public lavatory in the village. He described it as a ‘disgrace’. Not because of the design, sleek and self-cleaning, or the positioning in the village square, but because of the instructions on the door. In French and German potential users are asked to pull the door open. In English, however, the instructions are to push. This, complains the English Candidate, is blatant discrimination – English speakers will arrive, desperate, and not be able to get in to make use of the sparkling new facilities. Before making this an election issue, the Candidate approached the Mayor. He, however, dismissed the matter. The English, he said, ‘can go piss in the next village’.

Who moved my cheese?

They’ve done it again! I’ve just come back from the supermarket, and the cheese wasn’t where it was last week. Nor was the coffee. And I couldn’t find the eggs either, without the help of a charming assistant… Is it just in England that supermarket managers seem to like moving the stock around?   Is it a marketing ploy, to encourage shoppers to wander the aisles? Or continuous testing to find the best spot in the store for the sugar? Surely the supermarket managers don’t do it deliberately, to annoy someone who wants to rush in, do the shopping and get back to work?

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So, instead of expecting the customers to re-learn the layout of the shop, why not copy the idea of those clever people at Leroy Merlin (DIY store in Montpellier, France). The handle of the trolley is a helpful map of the store. Brilliant. Supermarket managers, over to you….

 

 

 

Mind your Manners

If you happen to be in Nice any time soon, go to La Petite Syrah for a drink. But not if you’re feeling grumpy – the price of a coffee is 7 Euros if you just demand ‘un cafe’. However, if you say ‘please’,  it will only cost 4.25 Euros. And if you are friendly as well as polite, and say ‘bonjour’ as well as ‘s’il vous plait’ – well, you’ll be charged only 1.40 Euros.

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