Lavender is Provence, poppies are Tuscany.
Every time I see a lavender field (usually in a photo, only once I saw it around here), I’m reminded of how often Slovenians mistake Tuscany in Italy for Provence in France, or vice versa. In Slovenian they are called “Provansa” and “Toskana”, both with the stress on the penultimate “a”, maybe that’s why.
Here are two examples that illustrate that:
1. Mom’s friend in Slovenia: “Oh, you live in Tuscany! I also travelled around France a lot, especially when I was in Alicante.” (He made a nice mess. Alicante is in Spain.)
2. A Slovenian friend upon arrival on her first visit: “Let’s see your famous fields of lavender then.”
So any sign of lavender brings out a chuckle. This photo was taken in the town called Tuscania. Which is not in Tuscany but in Lazio. There might be some lavender around but poppies definitely win.
P.S. I have checked out the establishment on display only now and am not endorsing anything, especially unseen. But they have treehouse suites. 😮
Which reminds me of a nice mess around a blogger, pardon, influencer, who wished to spend a free holiday in a Dublin hotel in return for a (positive) blog post, and was not only denied and exposed but the manager also sent her a (fake) bill for free publicity. Have you read about it? Apparently the manager is now sorry to see all the negativity in her face as a result (even though he never named her) and tweeted: “Insult me all you like, but leave the girl alone. She fucked up. She’s learnt her lesson. The end.”
Now… do you feel… influenced? 😉