But it was worth every moment as the experience was so French.
The lady who works there behind the counter is kind and methodical....and patient.
The man who was served just before me was with his little boy....who waited with
hIs father for a really long time....especially in a child's world.
Before the boy left the post office assitant lifted up her glass window offering
the boy something from her sweet basket. He took two....Smiles continued to be exchanged
and everyone wished everyone else a "good day"
That is the essance of France.