X-Mas and New years passing by...

After a few months here I've settled into a way of life that is full of pleasant contradictions, annoyances and crises. I passed my first Christmas ever with a French family in the Luberon. In the following weeks I'll tell you about my Christmas experience and this interesting and eccentric family--we'll call the family, to preserve their anonymity--and to give this writing a more..."journalistic" feel--the Biducharaudetelli, or the B's for short. In the coming weeks I'll add stories about this family by whom I was truly touched with generosity and warmed by unabashed openness. There will be the stories of the Cassoulet, the rivalities and all of the other wonderful experiences past. And there there will be stories of the haphazard New Years in Paris. For the instant, enjoy the photographes. Commentary is on its way.