An American in Provence

(One of us folding laundry while the other one of us is getting ready to leave in the bathroom)

One: You know your boob-holder has "Everlast" written on it?
Other: (amused silence, pondering what was just said, and then deciding to take the conversational plungle) My what?
One: Boob-holder?
Other: A boob-holder is Réné Elizondo cover of Rolling stone. The article that you are holding is not a boob-holder.
One: Well, how do you call it then?
Other: Um, bra? From the French word brassiere?

(overheard in an apartment in Marseille)

One of us: You know that thing, like a marathon but with swimming?
The other of us: You mean, a triathalon?
One: No, not with running or biking.
Other: So, just swimming?
One: Yeah, that is it!
Other: So, you mean a swimming competition, which is pretty much nothing like a marathon, huh?
One: Yep.


One of us wants to do the Monte Cristo Challenge- swim from the Chateau d'If to the coast of Marseille, 5 km in the ocean. The other one of us thinks one of us is nuts.