France is just always a good idea it seems. Our week in Normandy was nothing but absolute unwinding; reading fiction, eating amazing food, swimming in the ocean, walking, sleeping. I loved exploring the area, with its enchanted, castle like houses and massive cliffs stretching along the coast. For the first time in so long, time seemed to pass at a much slower rate. You know how as a kid the week before Christmas felt like a lifetime? Kind of like that, this week in France felt, but in a good way. Like, go on vacation for a week but it feels like two. The best. I really wish for more of this slowness, although I am not quite sure how to find it in day-to-day life.