Le Quatorze

• 14 July 2008
• random thoughts

There was a day last week when I joked with R. that the entirety of the French air force flew over our flat, a few planes at a time, in tight formations. And really, really low. I assumed it was some kind of exercise — and I now think, in fact, that they were practicing for today.

We just had a very belated petit déjeuner at the café on the corner, whose muted television was tuned to the live broadcast of the military parade and other festivities being held for la fête nationale. Almost as soon as we got back into the flat, the flyovers began; they didn’t seem to go on as long as the practice version, but I could just be misremembering.

For me, there’s little in the way of fête today; I’ve got to get myself back into this chapter. The summer is zipping by, way more speedily than I’d like…

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