We got a true Republican send-off two days before we left France.
Despite the fact that we still had tons to do and very little time to do it, we wouldn’t have considered missing Villers-la-Faye’s annual 14th of July celebration.
The 14th of July – or Bastille Day as it is also known – bien sûr celebrates the storming of the Bastille that heralded the start of the French Revolution. All over France the day is an opportunity to drink some wine, eat good food, and sing Edith Piaf songs.
Here is Camille at our seat under the tent that they set up on the Place de salle des fêtes.
He we are serving up a magnum of Hautes-Côtes 1993 that Jean-Francois Bouhey, one of Villers-la-Faye’s wonderful winemakers, brought along for everyone to enjoy.
And here are the big girls, happy after their face-painting, duck bobbing, rifle shooting free-for-all.
Us Germains weren’t village champions of anything this year, unlike last year. No matter, not only did we have the very valid excuse of moving fatigue, but we had a great time anyway (and just for the record, I came 4th in the women’s quilles.)
Last but not least is the background noise of pétards, or little fireworks, going off all day long. And I ask you – who, young or old, doesn’t like to set off fireworks?
So, no matter where you happen to be on the globe for the next July 14th, stop and drink a glass of wine with friends, or eat something delicious, or make some gratuitous noise.
I believe that there is a little bit of Frenchitude in everyone. Like so many things in life, it just begs to be celebrated. Bastille Day is the perfect opportunity.
As for me, I’ll be in Villers-la-Faye on July 14, 2010. How could I possibly be anywhere else?