Greetings to All my Tarot Friends around the World,
I have just returned from vacation in France, and whereas I had intended on taking my laptop with me to continue work under the Mediterranean sun, I realised at the last-minute I couldn’t fit it into my carry on luggage as its dimensions were too large. My old laptop used to fit fine. This left me in a bit of a panic, but to be honest, it was the best thing all round as it meant I took a complete break from being hunched over a computer for hours on end every day. It was supposed to be a vacation after all and most sane people actually use that time to switch off and relax. With no time to find an alternative bag I had to leave my laptop behind and head for the airport. I experienced a certain degree of anxiety over this as I felt two weeks was a long time to be absent from my writing. However, my hands were tied and there was nothing for it but to step back and accept that work would have to wait.
So with one final sigh of regret, I boarded the Perpignan bound Aer Lingus Airbus and turned my attention to the long lazy warm days ahead in the Languedoc-Roussillon region of South West France. Thoughts of pungent coffee and croissants for breakfast, Rosé wine, salad and baguette for lunch, and then those long and lingering French evening dining marathons with cheese and gorgeous chocolate for dessert, and more wine of course, began to take over. As we safely touched down at Perpignan Airport all thoughts of my laptop evaporated in the hazy, shimmering heat which greeted me once the doors opened. I climbed down the steps onto the tarmac and made my way through the gentle sultry breeze to arrivals.
It is amazing how totally exhausted one becomes once the foot is taken off the accelerator. For the first few days I felt almost drugged with exhaustion and fatigue. I could barely keep my eyes open and would happily have lounged beside the pool all day if I hadn’t been encouraged by others to venture further afield to see what lay beyond the front door and around the corner. True to French form and their wonderful sun-drenched ingredients and luscious olive oil dressings, I savoured several fantastic lunches which of course were washed down with delightful Rosé or white wine from the region. I visited wonderfully colourful, bustling markets and sipped coffee at pavement cafés while overlooking the ancient walls of historical villages.
My partner Billy flew out to spend the second week with me which was a great surprise and I was eager to show him the wonderful places I had discovered. We spent an absolutely fabulous day in the mountainous village of Castelnou which dates backs several centuries. The village is still occupied but one wonders how they manage with the extremely steep cobbled streets. Several of the houses have been converted into shops where artists, potters, jewelers and crafts-people sell their magnificent work. Other buildings have been turned into restaurants or bistros. We had a gorgeous lunch in a fine establishment overlooking the mountainside and fortress castle. The sun shone brilliantly and the wine was amazing.
After lunch we browsed through several shops where Billy eventually succumbed to the appeal of a small painting on display in an artist’s studio. The artist explained it was the view from her balcony as she happily parceled it up in protective bubble wrap. The day before we flew home we visited an olive grove where we could sample the various oils for sale before purchase. Sadly we didn’t get to do everything we had planned to do. Perhaps the next time!
And so I am home and slowly getting back into the work groove. I surprised myself by spending very little time on social media while I was away, often forgetting to un-mute my phone or letting its battery run down, and then leaving it charging in my room while I went off for the day. I understand now how important it is to take a complete break from everything once in a while. I have much correspondence to deal with over the next week and I promise to get back to everyone who has left comments or emails for me.