Last night my plane in Lyon was three hours late, so I poked around in the airport bookstore for a while and ended up buying a literary masterpiece entitled La reine des zoulous, by Jacques Almira. It's about a mild-mannered (and good-looking) housewife who tries to use a Paris public toilet one day but is instead transported to the realm of the Zulus, where the queen opens her, um, mind, to a whole new world. When she gets back to France and returns to the task of trying to help her husband keep his business from being taken over, she has one crazy adventure after another...I'll leave the rest up to your imagination. Let's just say I've learned a lot of new French words.

And the heroine's name is, of course, Laura.