As I type this, I am sitting on a concrete post at the edge of an alley, just around the corner from the main square (it’s actually an “main egg,” but that’s another story) here in Montpellier, sucking free WiFi from someone named Avril (thanks, Avril!). The ergonomics of the situation are not fantastic, so I will be less longwinded than usual.
I have been quite a site here in Montpellier, walking around with my half-open iBook with MacStumbler running, listening for the telltale “bleep” that indicates a WEP-free WiFi access point. I found one about a half hour ago, but using it required standing on the sidewalk in front of a bus stop. Buses kept stopping. Very confusing for all of us.
We have moved in to our little house in Aniane, and it is all we could have hoped for an more. Every morning (well, all two mornings so far…) Oliver and I have gotten up and walked the two short blocks to the boulangerie and have ordered deux baguettes and trois croissants. It seems to have worked so far.
And everything they say about how great it is to have small bakery, grocery and other stores within easy walking distance has proved very true. This morning, I felt like an orange. So I walked around the corner and bought two.
The weather here is wonderfully springlike — 22 degrees C today, and very sunny. Nights are a little cooler, but not too much so.
Many more tales to tell when my Internet access is less precarious (virtually and physically).