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Au soleil ou sous la pluie
It's snowing. No joke. It has been so nice and warm[er] this week and today it decides to snow. Not cool, Michigan, not cool. What are those poor kids going to do for an Easter egg hunt? Are they going to have to do it inside? How lame.





I would like to tell you a story. There was was a beautiful little French town named Collioure...




This town had everything you could have ever wanted. It was adorable, located right on the Mediterranean Sea and small enough that it felt like no one but you knew about it.





The water was beautiful and cool every day. It soothed hot sore feet and was so clear you could see every rock and fish.






The town had its own fort protecting the city. This fort had been a castle and a second home to royalty before becoming the strong fort it finally was. It sat above the town protecting the homes that would someday be vacation homes to nice British people.





This town was visited by three girls one May.









These girls had so much fun, they never wanted to leave the little town. Late that afternoon, as the girls were soaking their sore feet in the cool sea, one of them spied a rock in the distance.




One of the girls remarked upon the likeness of that rock and a rock in a movie called The Little Mermaid. "Didn't that take place in France?" one of them remarked. The other two agreed and then the first declared joyfully that this town was where that mermaid washed up and the fort was where the prince lived.





The town, already a beautiful town in its own right, became majestic in their eyes. It became The Little Mermaid town. They visited it once more before they left France and it was still just as gorgeous and just as magical.





When any of them worried, felt stressed, homesick, tired or hated the weather, they thought of that town and were once again teleported back to its rocky beaches, narrow streets and magical waters.

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