The origins of the words make me think about coming from the Provinces, from the country, meaning simple but not in a good way. Rather, as someone who is not sophisticated and knows little about the world.
As we transit through our days and experiences, we discuss about how special this is and how exotic it can be, like the running of the bulls. But to those who live here, this is just life as they know it. And for them to travel to the US and experience a small town event would be equally exotic.
For us, here in Provence, it is about simple life, and really about the best of life. A slower pace, the best and freshest food, peaceful environment, and a chance to breath and unwrap the cloak of worry, weary survival that enmeshes us all year until we arrive and get off the plane and breath the Provencal air yet again.
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