A clear cloudless blue sky ; pristine winter weather of 18 C,
a spread of the best French veal and place
There is a time and place for everything. This was a time, some 7 years ago in a small village atop a hill. Quaintly called St Paul et Vence, it can be reached by public bus for a token EUR 1.5 each way. I recall we took it from a bus stop near the main Nice station, and along with a lot of schoolkids, we were practically the only tourists visiting this quaint yet beautiful place just off the Blue Coast or Cote Azure.
Enjoying the weather and the moment.
St Paul et Vence was called thus so, because of the apostle St Paul. It sits atop a small hill and was obviously a bastion and had a small castle. The history of it was that it was used to protect or as a last resort a haven for the French against the Grimaldis who had conquered the lands below.
Waiting for the food
There is a modern Church atop the hill and lots of arts and craft shops. I recall buying 2 pieces of artwork from a very friendly German couple and still have their artwork in my office and home. The highhlight of the visit was obviously our late lunch along a narrow alleyway, which we had all to ourselves. If I can transport you, my readers there, it had cobblestone walkways, a perfect weather of approximately 18 C, perfect cloudless and sunny blue sky, some French traditional music in the background. After a small aperifif of the best Bordeaux, our meal of Place and Veal came.
A transient moment.
Happiness
Looking at the picture above, you see me smiling like a Chesire cat. The food obviously was perfect, the weather beautiful and the company, pristine.
I've always urged everyone to Seize the Moment or the Day, so here is mine.
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