July 21, 2020
By Paul Goldfinger, Editor@Blogfinger.ner
We had parked at one of those beaches along the causeway to Sanibel Island. A van was resting by the water’s edge. A woman was fishing. She seemed so relaxed, just looking out at the water. After a while she went inside. I was curious and walked over, not approaching too closely. The license plate said Quebec. Just then she came outside and lit a cigarette. She looked in my direction.
“Hi,” I said. She smiled and said hello. I asked her how the fishing was, but I quickly found out that she spoke very little English. I managed to muster up a little high school French—bonjour, oui oui, ou est, tres bien, avez vous, smile, smile, etc. I learned that she was from France—she was having fun here, but the conversation soon fizzled.
But it was nice to meet her anyhow; I was impressed with her mode of vacationing and how much she was enjoying the simple pleasures of Florida.
We were in France a few times, and I found the French to be pretty laid back. That’s thought to be partly why they have fewer heart attacks–i.e. “the French paradox”—even though they do smoke a lot over there.
Here’s a little something in French—by Lady GaGa From A Star is Born