DESERT LIFE

When Madame La Fortune, the owner of the Hotel de L'Abbaye in Paris, was told we bought a weekend house in the desert she was aghast:  thinking the desert of Palm Springs was similar to the Sahara.  Well, it sure ain't!  The weekend before this past one was the Dinah Shore weekend in Palm Springs with thousands of lesbians from all over the world drinking, dancing and god only knows what else.  This past weekend was the White Party with thousands of Gay men descending upon this oasis in the desert: drinking, dancing and god only knows what else.  Avoiding the  debauchery we had a proper  lunch with CG at Spencer's and then checkout the progress on our house in RM.  Quelle bordelle!  In other words, What a mess!  Walls torn apart, wiring exposed, bare bones anticipating its face-lift.   A few of our new neighbors came over to see the demolition and progress.  M has his tour-de-maison down pat; explaining what will occur with the redo.  It will be wonderful.  On the way back to BH we stopped at the condo of French friends who own a desert pied a terre..say bonjour..have a glass of wine and share a lovely hour.  Madame La Fortune the desert is happening!  Venez!