france: soft sand and footballers' wives

yesterday: traveling to bordeaux, france. i'm going to spend a whole month on the beach. not really :) however, in the plane to paris there were the footballers' wives. i wouldn't have believed that they really exist, until i saw them. experience didn't turn my world upside down, although they tried poisoning the air i breathed with luxurious perfumes while landing (i was sitting behind them. no, they were not sitting in the first class). i'm really not a big fan of perfumes, and even less when used extensively in a small space with no ways out. they were also continuously photographed, so you might end up seeing my elbow in a magazine in a few days.

update today: i take my word back. yes, i'm definitely going to swim everyday. but not lay on the beach. from the hotel it's some 200m to the beach. the sand is fine and soft, the sea is refreshing and not too cold, and half of the postcards here have a picture of a dolphin on them. so maybe i'll see one. or then i'm going to mistake it to a shark... i'd lose my nerve here in two days if i didn't have organized program everyday from 9.30 am to 8 pm. luckily there is a long pause for lunch everyday, which enables me swimming.