Bonjour. I am having a wonderful time. I feel like I am in Bientôt l’été here. Everything is wide open and alienating. I went to the flea markets and bought a sun-faded musical carousel. I saw some book shops I thought you would love. And some surreal graffiti. Anarchist stickers plastered the lamppost. I found my dream home. On the wind-beaten seafront. The local chocolatier made delicious, but worryingly mishapen, tortoises. Pastisseries won my heart. I am running out of room here with my messy writing. I will see you tomorrow. Love Nina