It is also the end of the half term break. Frankly, I can't wait to go back to London. Don't get me wrong: the weather was perfect and we enjoyed ourselves, but I miss the cleanliness of London's streets, and also, strangely, the British driving. Do not take the motorway between Marseille and Nice: they all drive like mad, overtaking you from all sides and braking suddenly for no reason. I wonder whether some French drivers are suicidal. What is it exactly they want to prove? I really don't know how I put up with it when I was living here. What a difference 10 years make!
I also wonder why there are rules in France. All public buildings are supposed to be non-smoking, but everybody is having a cig everywhere. How weird! Speed limitations seem to be, in fact, a minimal speed. On the beach, you could read a sign 'nudism is forbidden' (see picture) and everybody was stark naked. And finally, France doesn't negotiate with terrorists but 'someone' paid €20m or more to get 4 French hostages back to France from Niger yesterday. This money will probably finance terrorist attacks now. Lovely.
In France, are rules for decoration only? Why is there such a difference between the principles and the reality? Is it a French thing? I really wonder. It might be time to go back home. In London.