How do you know spring is arriving in Le Petit Village? When you see the tourists trickling in that’s when. The past week there have been three different camper vans parked in le petit parking lot and random groups of people walking slowly past my front window, gazing around, hands clasped behind their backs in that, ‘I’m relaxed because I’m on holiday and I’m very interested in my surroundings’ tourist stroll. And then I see them again a few seconds later as they walk back after realizing there isn’t anything to see up my way.
So yeah, spring is coming with it glorious sunny days and Le Petit Village is awakening from it’s winter slumber. Soon the population will swell from 250 up to 1000 and Le Petit Village will be buzzing again. This all makes me think of last tourist season and the time Fifty and I got Papped.
(originally posted 4th June 2010)
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Yesterday Fifty and I got papped by some tourists while out for our walk. Tourists with the largest camera I’ve ever seen, you know, one with a crazy big lens that can be used to take photos of celebs sunbathing topless on a yacht off the coast of St Tropez. Like, one of those.
This just confirms what I’ve felt all along; Le Petit Village tourists are nothing more than undercover paparazzi trying to snap me (I may be feeling a tad delusional this morning, lets go with it). I was in my usual Fifty walking attire, as in converse, windblown hair, and ridiculously large sunglasses (best to shield my eyes from all the flashbulbs… delusional!). Fifty was in his new spiffy black harness. It’s basically a bunch of thick black straps cris-crossing around his body, making him look like he is either 1. about to invade Poland, or 2. going to a sado-maso club. Either way he looks adorable.
Maybe it was Fifty they were trying to pap and not me?
Well that’s a bummer.Â
Delusion over.
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