Puget Theniers Redux
Here is one more photo of the little village of horrors that I spent several tense hours in, as described in my last diary entry. In all fairness to this community, I feel obligated to tell the other side of the story as well.
This village seems like a nice place to live if you speak fluent French and own an automobile. The streets and sidewalks are spotlessly clean. The older buildings had been recently renovated and the newer offices and busineses displayed modern european architecture. The people are well dressed in modern euro styles and have perfect hair. The two young men who were serving as police officers drove up in a new mini panel truck and struck up a jovial converstation with a couple of people walking down the sidewalk. The officers seemed like people who were actually there to help people rather than to harrass the honest, law abiding citizens of the community. The town gives off a feeling of being a low crime town. The young woman in the tourist information office had long, straight blond hair with pouting lips which brought about comparisons with Bridget Bardot. All of the people in this place seemed like pure French people, unadulterated by the filth of America.
My negative experience there was heavily influenced by my upset emotional state at the time. If you like, you can go do an internet search on this village and see more pictures that show the village in a positive light.
Still glad to be out of there,
I.C.