One of my greater stupidities was thinking once I retired (allegedly I can hear my daughter thinking as she reads this)is that I would be isolated. It is right up there with the stupidity that when I moved to
My social life over the past week has shown me to be anything but isolated and in the middle of such an international community, that to be surrounded by only one nationality would be boring. I have shared lunch and belatedly celebrated the birthday of my Swiss gentleman friend, had tea with a Canadian, gone to two movies, Paris Je T’aime and the Devil wears Prada with an English friend. Today I met a French/American friend in
The activities alone aren’t what is so enriching, but the sharing of cultures, ideas, and just simple warmth that friendship brings.