Random Musings on France

• French ads for food must include the warning 'Pour bien grandir mangez au moins que cinq fruits et legumes par jour' (To grow well [kids are the audience] eat no less than five fruits and vegetable per day). Or 'Pour votre sante, pratiquez une activite physique reguliare' (For your health, practice physical activity regularly). Then a sugary snack ad, or a McDonald's ad follows. Their packs of cigarettes also have a warning on them like the States, but I find theirs is just a teeny bit more direct. 'Fumer tue' which means 'Smoking kills'. Very bottom line don't you think? 

• My kid says this on his way to school. Does yours?: 'Look, daddy, poopies! Where'd the poopies go? (said when the pile he saw the day before is no longer there)' The 'poopies' are from the dog or cat that was walked by their owner who did not pick up said animal's 'poopies' after they deposited them where they lay. I stepped in a pile of one of these 'poopies' yesterday, which was in a direct walkway. Not to the side of the sidewalk, nor was I walking in the tiny square of yard that was made for the 'poopies'. Nope. It was smack dab where everyone walks.  Clearly, mommy didn't see the 'poopies' beforehand. Grr....

• Everything needs a face shot photo here. Your bus pass, your library card...so there are photo booths everywhere.

• The older women in Nice know how to dress. They aren't flashy necessarily. They just get dressed and look good from head to heels (yes, heels). I want to be like them when I grow up.

• There are also plenty of orange colored women here too, in Nice at least. So brown from tanning their entire lives they turn orange. And wrinkly. And they are usually on their way to the beach.

• Or, they use bottle tanner. It's everywhere here too. In the south of France where the sun actually shines. I don't get it. I do feel like I'm see-through in comparison though.