Wednesday, September 17, 2014

A Change of Plans: Part II

Last time a left you with an image of the house, that beautiful place I fell in love with the more I was allowed to explore it the more I wanted to keep it. Unfortunately it was not Phillipe's to give, he was only a guest. He was able to give us something to remember the trip.

Phillipe is a good man, one of the best people I have met. His intrests cover a broad range of topics from calligraphy to archeology .  He has worked as a frame maker and history teacher. So he has several trinkets that he has showed us from his personal collection, a lot of which are old printa that he has collected from all over the globe.

During the tour of the house he took us into the back courtyard that doubled as a workshop and storage area. This is where most of his personal items were stored and he even brought some of them out to let us peruse. One of the things he showed use we perfectly preserved newspapers from the year 1899. They were stunning with prints on both the front and back page. As we sat there in admiration of the papers in front of us our host handed us both a personal copy of those windows to the past. He said that they were for us to keep and that we could frame them when we got home.

I was speechless this was the one of the oldest things I have held in my life and this man was giving them to us. All I could say was thank you as I looked at the paper in wonder.

The front print of my newspaper showed the picture of a French general giving leave the the slave African army from their service. And the rear has a man plummeting to his death from a hot air balloon.  A little morbid, but I love it.

Phillipe is one of those men that likes giving gifts to people. He didn't stop woth just that but he offered to take us to the beach as well. This was the first time that I set foot in the Mediterranean sea.

It was a late evening when we finally got there and we were able to see the sun set into the ocean as we waded in the clear blue water.

There is also a city near by that is a touristy area called Le Grand-Mot. It was a city of landlocked white cruise ships. The architect who designed the buildings wanted it to be a place where people could escape to the sea while never leaving the land.

We walked around the city for a little bit exploring the forest of buildings that littered the streets that night. They all looked so free like ships tethered together, and at any moment one would sail away.

In the end we were able to learn so much about this new world we were in and we were given so many gifts that I will keep for years.

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