this picture was taken last october in a sleepy and somewhat cheerless village in the south of france. we spent the night there after we had taken a wrong turn that left us hours of hiking away from the village where we had planned to stay.
it was awful. the place was filthy and cold and dinner was meagre (which is putting it mildly. we did have wine though). i was freezing and hungry and surrounded by dead and living bluebottles throughout the more or less sleepless night.
and yet: thinking back of this place makes me feel good. this is what may happen when you take a chance off the beaten tracks. i guess i would not spend the night there again if i could avoid it, but i do think back of it often and smile.
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