The only real excitement for today is the car accident I was nearly in last night just as I was nearing our flat. About half a block ahead of me, a traffic light changed from red to green, and the two cars at the light began left hand turns onto a side street. As I came upon the intersection, the last car of the two decided not to make the turn (after nearly completing it) and turned right back in front of me - very fast in order to avoid the car coming from the opposite direction. The anti-lock brakes on my car worked very well as the culprit raced down the street and turned right at the next alley-way - this time without signalling. (I still did not say any bad words, in either French or English; but I confess my thoughts of his driving skills are probably not appropriate to express. But then, maybe his skills are fine - just no judgment at all.)
The weather is a balmy, sunny 65 F or so, and the leaves are near the color peak. The reds are finally showing their beauty while the yellows are already there. The steep skirts around the mountain cliffs are colored with the full spectrum of leaves.
Did I mention that the Dent de Crolles near my work is a center of European caving and hang gliding? I don't know if Nance and I can come close to exploring all of this in only 6 months.
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