When we arrived in Eybens, a suburb of Grenoble, we were warmly welcomed
by our friends of many years, Jose and Marielle Flatot-LeBohec, and
their two sons, Victor and Charles. It was so good to see them again.
Jose and Marielle look and seem just the same as they were 23 years ago,
and the boys, who were only a twinkle in mom and dad’s eye when we met,
have grown into handsome, personable young men and are going to
university. Both guys are business majors, Charles in Lille and Victor
in Marseilles. Next year, as part of their instructional course, they
each must find a job in a foreign country where French is not the
primary language, and work for 6 months. So I told them to send me
their resumes and I would ask around Silicon Valley to see if there
might be an opportunity for them.
Marielle gave us a delicious dinner while we talked and talked and
caught up on the last several years. We talked about the boy’s school
courses, the regions of France they like, the American Presidential
Campaign, Barack Obama’s performance, politics in general, the European
Union, cars and bicycles. By ten o’clock I was dragging, and so we
decided to call it a night and went up the stairs to our room for the
stay. Thank you to Victor, who gave up his room for us.
The next morning we got up and had our French breakfast while we resumed
our conversations. Later we went into Grenoble to visit the art
museum, which offers free entry the first Sunday of every month. The
selection of art at the museum is very nice, with the selections
arranged chronologically, finishing with the modern art.
That night we had salmon for dinner and yummy, dark, dense chocolate
cake with rich cream for dessert. More talking, and off to bed.
Monday morning we packed up and headed down the road for Italy.
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