Au Revoir: The Turleys Invade France

In a few hours, the Turleys will start our conquest of France. As previously announced, we are taking the kids on their first international trip for three weeks in France. We will be roughly a week in the Bordeaux region, a week in the Normandy region, and a week in Paris. Our guest bloggers have agreed to help with postings during this period, though I hope to continue to file occasional stories (including travel blogs) during this period — assuming that I can maintain both sobriety and a signal long enough to post.

We are very excited. Leslie and I love France. We will be celebrating Madie’s sixth birthday in France to make it even more memorable. I am not sure if France is ready for the Turleys but the Turleys are definitely ready for France.

O-ver there, o-ver there, send the word, send the word, o-ver there,
That the Yanks are com-ing, the Yanks are com-ing,
The drums rum-tum-ming ev’-ry where
So pre-pare, say a prayer, send the word, send the word to be-ware
We’ll be o-ver, we’re com-ing o-ver,
And we won’t come back ’til it’s o-ver O-ver There!

26 thoughts on “Au Revoir: The Turleys Invade France”

  1. The Turley Clan is likely to hear this exquisite French song while travelling the countryside, as background music in a restaurant, or if attending a traditional French musical concert. This melody and the accompanying lyrics, which many here will recognize, are definitely within my Top Ten.

    Vive La France!
    _____________

    {Quote:

    “Plaisir d’amour” (literally “The pleasure of love”) is a classical French love song written in 1780 by Jean Paul Égide Martini (1741-1816). It was arranged for orchestra by French composer Hector Berlioz (December 11. 1803 — March 8. 1869)

    LYRIC in FRENCH and ENGLISH:
    Plaisir d’amour ne dure qu’un moment
    Chagrin d’amour dure toute la vie
    J’ai tout quittee pour l’ingrate Silvie
    Elle me quitte et prend un autre amans
    Plaisir d’amour dure qu un moment
    Chagrin d amour dure toute la vie
    “Tant que cette eau coulera doucement
    Vers ce ruisseau qui borde la prairie
    Je t’aimerai”, me repetait Silvie
    L’eau coule encor, elle a change pourtant
    Plaisir d’amour ne dure qu un moment
    Chagrin d’amour dure toute la vie
    =====
    The pleasure of love lasts only a moment,
    The pain of love lasts a lifetime.
    I gave up everything for ungrateful Silvie,
    She is leaving me for another lover.
    The pleasure of love lasts only a moment,
    The pain of love lasts a lifetime.
    “As long as this water will run gently
    Towards this brook which borders the meadow,
    I will love you”, Silvie told me repeatedly.
    The water still runs, but she has changed.
    The pleasure of love lasts only a moment,
    The pain of love lasts a lifetime.

    End Quote}

  2. I’m sure you’ll have fun. But it will never be as funny as when you took the family to Wally World.

  3. Hope the entire family has a wonderful time. Great exposure for the kids. Bon Voyage.

  4. I hope you and your family have a wonderful vacation Professor and Madie’s sixth is a birthday to remember forever! I really enjoyed the pictures you posted from your last trip, hint, hint 🙂

  5. Yes!

    Glad the bitch storm (what’s her name) did not evoke paranoid emanations from TSA such that they would cast chaos upon a good man and a good family.

  6. I’m sure the children will have a wonderful time … good memories for the rest of their lives.

  7. Have a safe and wonderful trip. I echo Gene’s comment that we will keep the fire extinguishers close by during your hiatus!

  8. I hope you all have a fun, safe, happy holiday!

    We’ll try not to burn down the country (or the blog) in your absence.

  9. I hope that you’ll take time from enjoying the wine and food to try the beer and food. La Choullete is a favorite bere de’ garde.

    [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OAvmLDkAgAM&w=640&h=390]

  10. France, huh? Why that must by extension, make you a “cheese-eating-surrender-monkey”, willing to defend terr-a-ists and betray your own country, like some sort of Commie Socialist who hates A-Murica.

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