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. On the beach at Sainte Anne in Guadeloupe, FWI. As you can see (by the hand gestures), tout le monde parle français ici! |
Somewhat capriciously, Nancy & I decided to take a short trip down to Guadeloupe (where neither of us had ever been). Because it's part of the French West Indies, we thought it might be a good place to brush up on our French. We've had little opportunity to speak French in the last 10 years, and we're anticipating spending some time in France this summer as part of our French Canal Boat adventure. Online, we found a Language School in Sainte Anne and we signed up for a week of French lessons. They found us a little one-bedroom apartment within walking distance of the school. Turns out, there are virtually no direct flights from the USA to Guadeloupe. I gather incredibly few Americans ever go there. We flew (on Air France) from Miami to Port-au-Prince, Haiti, then on to Pointe-à-Pitre, Guadeloupe. On the 3-hour flight, we were served two meals - complete with free beer and wine! We knew we weren't in the USA anymore! |
Arriving at the airport, we rented a car - actually a Ford "Ka" which appeared to be about 2/3 of a real Kar! But with gas at well over $5/gal, its 3-cylinder engine & 5-speed transmission turned out to be just the ticket for getting around the island(s). |
. In the apartment above ours in Ste. Anne there were . 2 dogs & 2 cats who spent a lot of time visiting us... |
Dou Dou seemed a comical name for toilet paper... |
But even funnier for a restaurant! |