Monday, January 28, 2013

Toulon: a photo essay

WHEW! Guess what I just figured out? In my advancing age, it now takes me two whole nights to recover from one night out. No longer can I shake my bonbon on the dance floor until 5AM, sleep for three hours, and wake-up feeling normal with a spring in my step. Nope, I can't, those days are over. Now, massive amounts of tea/ coffee/ juice are required for me to find my giddy-up, and it's a slow giddy-up, with a hitch in it. That's dumb. And that's why today's post is going to be heavy on photos, light on words, because while I have had two nights to recover from the hot mess that was Friday night in Toulon, my brain is like a fuzzy wuzzy slug, so allow me to present to you; Toulon: a photo essay. 

(DISCLOSURE: these photos were taken over two separate weekends; the first weekend in January, and this past weekend; Friday the 25th and Saturday the 26th.)

(SIDE NOTE: I'm going to show you a photo, and then ramble on about some information pertaining to the photo, or what we were doing before/ during/ after said photo was taken.)


These salt and pepper shakers signify the love between The Husband and Mr. London. SHHH... don't tell Gatz... he's pouty enough already (Pouty enough to phone The Husband at 7AM on Sunday morning demanding to know where he was and what he was doing. The answer was sleeping, emphasis on the word 'was'.



This is the port of the village where Mr. & Mrs. London live. It's pretty, isn't it? It's where Mrs. London and I like to go for lunch. We sit in the sun, and chat. It's lovely. It's our peaceful escape. It's also where we bumped into another rugby player; he asked us what Mr. London was up to, Mrs. London said he was with The Husband, doing work at the new house (RE: The Londons are moving to a new house). "Oh really" the other player replied, "because I saw them about an hour ago, driving around the port, waving a bottle of Cristal out the window". B U S T E D.


This is Mrs. London and me having a Mojito before Friday night's match. I'm including this photo for no other reason than because I like it. My hair looks shiny and bouncy.


These are our babies that we left behind when we went to the match. The little one is in charge.

And this is the match;
 


There's Mr. London ready to pounce, and next to him is Freddie Michalak. Freddie is not unattractive (don't believe me... click here... you're welcome).

That's where I'm going to end my essay today, but there will be a Part Deux, and here's a preview...


Oh, yeah.

That's Brother-in-Law, in a Hello Kitty mask, sitting on an office chair, about to be pushed down a hill.

Hot Mess.

bisou

24 comments:

  1. Great pictures! Love the last one! Haha. Can't wait to see what other adventures came up. :)

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  2. Phew, glad Mrs London gets the red/black kit to wash, that white kit looks seriously manky ;o)

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  3. It's so nice to meet another ex-pat! Your take on life in France is definitely upbeat and makes me smile on this M-O-N-D-A-Y afternoon. :) So glad you stopped by!

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  4. LOL - I hear ya! My husband is just learning this. He turned 36 this year and just realized that one long, beverage-consumed night out takes him the rest of the entire weekend to recover. No bouncing up out of bed and rolling into another night out for him!

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  5. How did that office chair down the hill turn out... ? haha

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  6. Love the salt and pepper shakers! Seeing this and knowing my people and all, I think you had better plan on staying a couple nights when you come visit in Spain, especially seeing as I may be trying to set up some winery visits and junk...

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  7. I found out the same about myself when I turned 35...I could stay out late but not consume alcohol; or I could drink but not stay up late...the two combined did me in for a couple of days. Of course it didn't help, that I had two little kids who woke me early the next morning. Now, at my present age, I can't do either without feeling some bad effects the next day!!!!

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  8. I like your photo essay. Like the picture of you and your friend followed by Fifty and his friend. How sweet! Also, I could definitely hang out by that port for a long time! Have a great week.

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  9. It definitely takes me 2 days to recover from a night out now! Love the pics!!!

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  10. hahahahaha!!!! love the shot of le husband pushing his brother down the hill on the office chair. use to LOVE to do that in grade school and still do if i get half the chance. hoping le brother-in-law did not end up as a splat at the bottom of le hill. hot mess indeed.

    but that shot of you - so cute!! your hair is shiny and bouncy and there need not be any other reason to share!

    xxx

    p.s. can't party like i used to either (sigh) sleep is much more important than it ever was before!

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  11. Male love seriously cracks me up. My husband has a "Gatz" too...they met when we were all at law school, and now that they live 3,000 miles apart, he sends Matt about 11 emails a day. Theoretically, they're all about investing/law/whatever, but I know the truth.

    Glad you're having so much fun!

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  12. Oh helloooooooo Freddie!! I can't wait to hear about why brother-in-law is in that mask.

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  13. Oh I feel you. Living it up for a night on the town comes with next day (or two day depending on the brouhaha) consequences. I love your honesty! Too hungover to post, so here are photos! Love it.

    Hahahhaah the Hello Kitty mask! Pourquoi pas?

    Feel better! Doesn't an American cheese omelet sound good right about now?

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  14. Thanks for the message, Sara! This is a fantastic blog you've got here! :) Loving the rugby pictures!

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  15. Looks fun!! You went to the rugby in Toulon, very jealous!

    Lx

    www.whatlisawrote.blogspot.co.uk

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  16. I love your stories! I must live the most boring life ever!

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  17. Gosh, you have Middleton hair in that picture, and I am quite jealous! haha you look beautiful.

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  18. ok i would love to know how anyone at any age parties till 5am , sleeps 3 hours and then wakes up all happy and great... that has never ever ever happened to me in my whole life... well at least in the last 4 years that i've become a self-proclaimes whino

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  19. wow. serious thank you on the freddie pics. wow.

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  20. I really hope nobody got hurt. :) I am wondering where the Hello Kitty mask comes from!

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  21. Did you say advanced years? aaaaaahahahahahahaha! You young un you. :)

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  22. This definitely brought a smile to my face! I'm up to three nights to recover!

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  23. Lovely photos - the last one has left me intrigued...haha!

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  24. Those salt and pepper shakers are too cute! Ahh sounds like fun
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