You know how things suddenly seem a lot better once you’ve lost them? Well it’s something that is saddly very true in my life at the moment, and it’s also very true when it comes to my hometown or the whole region I was born and raised in. I arrived in Paris about 6 years ago, to study psychology (even though I am now majoring in literature and linguistics), and as much as I love Paris and would never go back to living in the south of France, I now appreciate its beauty a lot more.
When I was younger, being 15 minutes away from the seaside, being able to stare at the blue sky and sea from my highschool science classrooms, using an umbrella maybe 5 times a year, seemed pretty normal to me. In fact, I probably never even thought about it. That was just the way it was. Spending summers on the beach, enjoying warm evenings with friends and sunny day all year long were expected, common details. Not things to be especially grateful for.
It also means that I never really took the time to explore the area I was living in. Even when my friends got their driving license, even when I was craving adventure. It just never occured to me that maybe one day, I would be away, far away from all this, and ignorant of most things related to this region of France where I come from. I was also not prepared for the loneliness and the difficulties of making new friends, but that’s another story. In short, I am now 24, living in Paris and loving it, but realising that I know nothing of this amazingly beautiful region. In fact, it’s only when I showed pictures to friends who were not born there and saw their reactions that I started to understand how truly blessed I was to have grown up in such an environment.
So now that I am back in the south for about a week, my friends and I decided to do a small roadtrip to the Verdon Gorges, an impressive and beautiful location about 2 hours away from our hometown. Despite all of us having very different schedules, we managed to embark on a very enjoyable day trip, a first! In about 10 years of friendship, it was our first time going on a trip (no matter how small) the 6 of us together! How 6 persons with totally different lifestyles, personalities and characters can get along so well still amazes me, and I love it!
The Gorges are breathtaking and I love that kind of landscapes ( sort of similar to the gorges in Slovenia that you can see here), but we didn’t really get the chance to see or sail them due to the weather. Instead we spent the day on the biggest lake, riding pedalos, swimming and jumping from cliffs. All in all, a pretty great day. The color of the water was beautiful, and it felt so clean and pure, all of that even better as we were almost the only ones there that day. Believe it or not, for most people in the south, a sky like that means a bad weather day. Therefore we had the lake almost all to ourselves, which made it even more peaceful and pretty.
I guess I’m twice as lucky now, living in Paris and going back to such a pretty home every summer. I get the best of both worlds, and so much remains for me to discover and explore. As I grow older, I see more and more beauty in the little things of life, in the shared moments with the ones you love, in the places and habits you probably didn’t even notice before, and travelling even at home gets more and more exciting. After all, you really do not need to board on a plane or go thousands of miles away to travel, to go on an adventure. Sometimes looking at things differently is all that you need.
What about you? Do you see the beauty in your hometown or where you’re currently living?
Or have you ever been to the south of France?