It's the season
While hitch-hiking to Landerneau in Finistère in the late 70s, me and my girlfriend got a lift all the way from Paris to Rennes. The driver was very friendly and he took us to his local café to seal the brief friendship with a coffee for the road. Time was marching on, so I stood up and said, eh bien, encore sur le rutte. Silence for a few seconds then an outbreak of laughter. Of course I should have said, encore sur la route, on the road again, as opposed to back to the rut...
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