Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Whazzat...snow in Nice...

Yes, apparently snow in Nice. A colleague of Jim's had a lot of problems getting to work as he lives high on a hill in Nice. Continues to be cool but no snow in Carqueiranne and we get such wonderful sun during the day we don't even need the heat.

In 2002 I wrote about arriving in Nice via plane (rather than train) for the first time...always so wonderful to fly in over that blue blue blue of the Med but I mentioned it wasn't quite like spending a sleepless night in a cheap couchette fro, Paris then stumbling out bleary eyed to the wonderful blue of the sea and sky, palms, terracotta roofs; pink houses etc

I just read a description Slyvia Plath wrote on her first experience of the south of France arriving by train when she was 23 yrs old...wouldn't it be wonderful to write like this?

' Then, lifting my head sleepily once; suddenly the moon sining incredibly on water. Marseilles. The Mediterranean. At last; unbelievable, the moon on that sea, that azure sea I dreamed about on maps in sixth grade.

The Med..Sleep again, and at last the pink vin rose light of dawn along the back of the hills in that strange country/ Red earth, orange tiled villas in yelloz and peach and aqua, and the blast, the blue blast of the sea on the right. The Cote d'Azure. A new country; a nez year: spiked zith a green explosion of palms; cacti sprouting vegetable octopuses with spiky tentacles, and the red sun rising like the eye of God out of a screaming blue sea'

Ahh yes...exactly like that...thank you Slyvia!