Nil by Mouth

Thanks to Ftrain’s American Military

Thanks to Ftrain’s American Military Operation Name Generating Device, I’ve decided to name the never-ending redesign of nil by mouth: Operation Ceaseless Peach. I am so darn close to done, but something is keeping me from finishing. I know it’s psychological. But it didn’t have a name before. Now I’ve got a name and i feel like that might help.

The brief rundown on Bretagne. It was beautiful. Friday night started with immediate partying at the bar. It was dub night. There seems to be a lot of dub in these parts, i may have to investigate a bit. Anyway lotsa a dreaded hip young things. Many headwraps. Afterwards went to the town’s Club up in a mountain somewhere, and by that point i certainly wasn’t paying any attention to the road (No i wasn’t driving). The music there was err.. well, let’s just say it’s a small town. Then in the wee wee hours, 7 or 8 of us standing around the parking lot, walk over the teeny hill and are standing on the beach futzing around, smoking things, and ending our evening quite serenely.

Saturday was sunny and hot, and we were tired and maybe a bit burnt. Lunch at the restaurant where Audrey’s family knows everyone. And i mean everyone. Each person walking down the street chatted for a minute. The cars that drove by slowed down and waved. After the Brochettes St Jacques (translation: yummiest scallops ever), went to the beach, laid around, collected rocks. Let’s just say Fantastic. Of course, i forgot my camera during all the scenic moments.

Saturday night, amazing dinner at the bar. One would think frenchies can’t do BBQ pork, but oh is that a fallacy. Best BBQ pork i ever had. Then many drinks and some very long games of pool. Lovely.

Every so often burning skyscrapers found their way into my head, but i suppose that ain’t gonna go away anytime soon.

• Oct 1