People of Nantes, the Fall 2024 Edition

I really should go to bed since I’m getting up in… ahem, just a few hours to catch the train and then the plane. Not only I’m not programmed to go to bed early but I also wanted to post my last pictures, the “people of Nantes” I collected this fall.

This is what I miss the most when I’m in Canada—not the French per se but the rhythm of city life with packed bars and restaurants on weekends (weekend starts on Thursday here), kids walking back from schools, people hanging out in public places, busy sidewalks, and all of us walking to places everywhere.

I never really know what time and what day it is in Canada. Could be 11 a.m. could be 3 p.m., could be Tuesday or could be Sunday, the streets are invariably empty. People hang out at home and drive to places. All I see is cars backing up in driveways and busy parking lots.

It’s like Canadians make a point of avoiding each other while the French—and as far as I know the Chinese, most of Latin America and Southern Europe—go out just to be surrounded by perfect strangers.

I don’t understand the “doing everything at home” trend. Many Canadians I know have their home gym in the basement, have their food delivered when they don’t feel like cooking, watch Netflix instead of going to the movie theatre, buy online instead of going to physical stores. “The gym is full of germs!” “You have to tip in restaurants…” “People don’t know how to behave in a movie theatre!” “Online shopping is sooo convenient!”

Yeah, I get it. But I don’t want this life because even though I’m not super social, I like being around people. People are funny, inspiring, sometimes annoying but often interesting. I love overhearing bits of conversations, looking at the way people dress and behave, following the crowd when something is going on. It comforts me—we’re all different but at the same time, we’re all the same. We all sigh when the supermarket is out of tomatoes again, we all smile when a kid says something funny in the lineup, we all walk to the same bakery following the hot bread smell and we all go out when it’s suddenly and accidentally warm.

I like feeling this connection. It matters to me.

Okay, time to sleep now… for real.

Bd de Stalingrad, 44000 Nantes
Bd de Stalingrad, 44000 Nantes
All. Commandant Charcot, 44000 Nantes
All. Commandant Charcot, 44000 Nantes
All. Commandant Charcot, 44000 Nantes
All. Commandant Charcot, 44000 Nantes
Rue de la Fosse, 44000 Nantes
Rue de la Fosse, 44000 Nantes
All. d'Orléans, 44000 Nantes
All. d’Orléans, 44000 Nantes
Rue des Trois Croissants, 44000 Nantes
Rue des Trois Croissants, 44000 Nantes
Musée d’arts de Nantes, 44000 Nantes
Musée d’arts de Nantes, 44000 Nantes
Château des ducs de Bretagne, 44000 Nantes
Château des ducs de Bretagne, 44000 Nantes
Jardin des Plantes, 44000 Nantes
Jardin des Plantes, 44000 Nantes
Jardin des Plantes, 44000 Nantes
Jardin des Plantes, 44000 Nantes
Cours Saint Pierre, 44000 Nantes
Cours Saint Pierre, 44000 Nantes
Cours Saint Pierre, 44000 Nantes
Cours Saint Pierre, 44000 Nantes
Cours Saint Pierre, 44000 Nantes
Cours Saint Pierre, 44000 Nantes

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Juliette

French by birth, Canadian by choice, nomadic by instinct. I travel, write, and get into just enough trouble to make good stories.

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