A day never goes by that we don’t marvel at something; whether it is being surrounded by centuries-old buildings, the food, or the culture in general. So, it was curious when, in conversation, we were introduced to the French verb profiter.
As I have said before, we once heard the saying that the French “appreciate the distinction between the accumulation of joy, and the joy of accumulation”. So too, the verb profiter is often used to mean “enjoy”, i.e. to enjoy holidays, good weather, or experiences. It does not carry the negative connotation sometimes associated with in English. Nous profitez la vie! We enjoy life!
One of the best parts of enjoying life is being able to share our experiences. That is what this blog is about. And sometimes we have visitors that come over and profiter de la vie / enjoy the life with us.
Such was the case recently when my brother Michael and his lovely wife Kathy came to visit for a few days. We have been fortunate to have them spend time with us a few times in the past (Paris, Rennes, and Barcelona), and we welcomed their visit once again.
We spent a full couple of days of wandering Toulouse, its markets, gardens, churches, and sights. Jeannie and Kathy even took one afternoon to go shopping together at a few of the many boutiques, shoe stores, and jewelry shops in the city – an activity Chris usually lacks enthusiasm in doing.
Of course, after a picnic in the park on the day of their arrival, we ate out at a wide variety of restaurants that Toulouse has to offer. From small sidewalk bistros to fine dining, we tried a variety of styles and cuisines, and of course wines.
Part way through their visit, we took the train down to
storm visit the ancient medieval citadel Carcassonne. It had been two years since Jeannie and I had had been there, so we were equally eager to return and to have them experience this spectacular place. Besides, traveling there by train together would be fun as well. Fortunately, the weather cooperated, and we had a full day of roaming around the massive fortress and the surrounding town.
After returning to Toulouse, we had another full day of shopping the markets for ingredients for a delicious final meal together in the apartment. The next day Mike and Kathy had to depart, while Jeannie and I needed to pack for a three-night visit to Lyon.
It had been a wonderful, whirlwind visit with my brother and his wife, and over that final meal together, we plotted when and where we would next get together – to profitez la vie.