rickshaw ramblings

I saw a family of four today. The son had an Ole Miss Homecoming t-shirt on. You do not understand how badly I wanted to say Roll Tide. Or even "go SEC". But there is something about France that makes one want to go incognito. There is no doubt that had this scene happened in Berlin or London or Hawaii or Mumbai I would have spoken up. Had a friendly conversation about The Grove, the rudeness of French people, Nick Saban, probation, etc. etc. The usual.

But I just kept my "I'm a demoralized local French girl" face on and continued to sashay down the Croisette.