Today, my bus driver (even though I hit the button and the Arreté Demandé button lit up) forgot to stop at my bus stop near my apartment. And he continued on and took me way up hill. But then I told the bus driver off in French (I was nice, don't worry, but he said he just forgot to stop there and I said, "But, monsieur, it is your job to stop at my bus stop. Now we are very far from where I life." And then I got off the bus with a very grumpy, "Bonne journée.") and then walked back to my stop, enjoying the view. Wasn't in my plans but I got an extra walk in and I treated myself to a croissant on the way back and it was quite lovely.
Then, I took a nap and in my dream, I was moving into an old Urbana house with beautiful dark wood floors with Donnie. And people had a moving party for us, and there was amazing food that my grandma made, and my Uncle Dick was there, and Grandma Langenfelt (sp?) and Mom Nichols and Gramma and Stephanie (Donnie's mom) and I hugged my mom real good and she was singing. It was absolutely lovely.
In other news, Happy Birthday to my aunt Christy, one of my most faithful readers of the blog. She has inspired me to become a better picture taker as a way to document my time here in France, as well as to capture my daily life. There are some things I just don't want to forget, and now I don't have to. And, maybe he reads this or maybe he doesn't, but Happy Birthday also to Mr. Rayb, one of my favorite teachers in high school. Along with tons of the Uni teachers, he taught me to love and appreciate words to tell stories and share adventures, and to learn about other people. I don't think I would realize, in fact, how important keeping a blog/journal is without him. So thanks! [I should note, it is also the birthday (on facebook) of five other people whom I actually know and mostly care about, so happy birthday to them too!]
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What a pleasant surprise in my google inbox. Thank you my fabulous photo documenting, writing, adventure seeking and fabulous niece. I love you!
ReplyDeleteI love that you made me look at your blog just now while we were skyping!!! And I feel I was with you while you made your salad for Amber's...lovely. Now I'm craving little cherry tomatoes, some corn and little salad. Oh yeah, and some wine!! :)
ReplyDeleteLove you too, Christy! And Mom, you can have have wine at lunch if you want -- in France, they do it all the time!
ReplyDeleteThat is too funny that you had the same portal-pool experience... I have FINALLY learned how to actually lock the two portal doors (yup, I was the weird foreigner who could not figure out how to fold down the lock things... until they fell on their own and locked me in). AH life in France!
ReplyDeleteand a croissant is a well earned treat after the public transportation forgets that you keep them in business!