Saturday, September 24, 2011

My France Adventure Begins

 On June 6, 2011 I started my month-long trip to France.
on June 6th when I flew from Boston Logan airport to Toulouse, France, arriving the next morning.

It has been a glorious trip!  Many adventures.  Diverse experiences.  Mishaps with shoes & feet, despite my attention to them -- or maybe because of it!  Wonderful food.  Beautiful scenery.  Great art.

I took over 500 photographs.  That stuns me, I don't usually take so many pics.  But  my subjects were Paris Rive Gauche; Marie Antoinette's garden at Versaille; Paris Disney (so familiar and yet so not); Carcassonne.  Collioure.  The small villages of Soreze, Durfort, Mirepoix, Montalieu.  Toulouse.  I was inspired by the beauty and the colors and the doors and iron grilles on the windows!  I even took photos of great haircuts for my stylist, who said she would like to go to Paris to see fabulous hair styles!

I took this blank book and made it into my most trusty guide!  
Here I added tabs for each leg of the trip, a list of art supplies, maps, my itinerary, notes to myself.
As this was an art trip, I treated my book as an art project that informed! I fell in love with washi tape and used it to add velum sheets and scrapbook paper!
I left blank pages to write what I did each day and hold ephemera.

My flight from Boston to Toulouse, France connected through London Heathrow Airport.  I was one of the lucky ones to be given a full body search.  You notice I don't say lucky in quotes?  I actually was lucky.  The woman who searched me was more like a masseuse and after the long overnight flight it felt amazingly good. 

The bus from Blagnac Airport to Matabiau Rail Station,
I arrive at the airport in Toulouse, collect my luggage, purchase a bus ticket and walk out to torrential rains!
Really, it was raining chiens et chats!
From here I get to the train station, walk to the bus station, buy a ticket to Revel and am on my way.  Planes & Trains & Automobiles.  Anna & Susan pick me up in Revel, introduce me to the joys of Intermarche, a Target-like store made most fascinating because everything is in French.  I fall in love with yogurt in glass containers, which later hold my colored pens and paintbrushes. Next it's Durfort, where the art workshop will delight me for a week. The other 6 participants arrive over the next hour or so, all as water logged as I, we settle into our rooms, ready for the art to begin, and the rain to stop?


Elyse said...

more, more!

i want to see the yogurt containers ...

i am looking forward to your next chapter!


Tami Hacker said...

French countryside - if and when I go again, I hope to see more of it.

Your photos & travel tales are enchanting. I too want to see your glass yogurt containers. Anxious to read your next chapter.