Bonjour tout le monde! Week deux of trois of camping in France. Last week was spent at the Taizé community, which is half bible camp half monastery (but the good halves of both). I did not participate in the full programme but did enjoy three times a day of “church” where “church” means “we sing a bunch of two-line mantras 20 times”. It’s meditative, it’s nice to sing, and there’s always one or two songs that are breathtakingly gorgeous when sung by a thousand people in earnest. We just left the Bourgogne and have found a nice spot by a lake at the base of the French Alps. A basic ass campsite where you bring your own toilet roll and the toilets have no seat. But the lake views are spectacular and the water is lovely. My French is not great but I can perfectly order something from a menu and then not understand the response I get from the waiter, thank you very much.