Jeudi, 26 juin.
Remember how I told you I was keeping a diary? Well, it's not QUITE a diary. Seeing as it consists mostly of pasted-in tickets and lists of the places I've been, I'd say it's more like a cross between an improvised scrapbook and a giant to-do list.
But every now and then I wax a little poetic...
Remember how I told you I was keeping a diary? Well, it's not QUITE a diary. Seeing as it consists mostly of pasted-in tickets and lists of the places I've been, I'd say it's more like a cross between an improvised scrapbook and a giant to-do list.
But every now and then I wax a little poetic...
Me. Sitting in layover limbo at the Gare de Valence TGV.
Wearing dirty Keds that weren't meant for all the explorations they have been through. Jeans, rolled up in a failed attempt to look like a casual French teenager.
People-watching. Watching a guy eat a sandwich, then a slice of quiche, then a muffin. Chocolate with chocolate chips. (He can't be French!) The couple across from me has two suitcases and a German Shepherd, whose lunch is currently spread across the station floor. My lunch's remains have been contained to my lap.
Carrying one black suitcase, stuffed to the brim with things that never look like they should take up as much space as they -- inevitably -- do. One backpack, usually filled with books and paperwork. Today carrying a beach towel and a baseball cap that I'll be glad for in La Ciotat. (Even if people will say, she can't be French!) One purse that has been everywhere, carried everything from groceries to textbooks to a 21st birthday cake, and will be hard to leave behind, despite the holes and worn patches.
For once, I'm not sweating. But I know that it's only a matter of time. Still, for now, the Gare de Valence TGV is not a bad place to be.
So goes my diary entry for Day #17 in France. That's right, today is already DAY SEVENTEEN. Can you believe it? Since leaving Paris over a week ago, I've already made stops in three different cities. And that doesn't even include the towns I've popped into on my various day trips! (Shoutout to you, Sélestat and Rothau. I enjoyed waiting around outside your train stations.)
I know I haven't been the best about uploading blog posts on a reliable schedule, so in review, here's a look at what I've done over the past three cities:
-- A Sunset Stroll through Strasbourg (le 16 juin)
-- Hello There, Haut Koenigsbourg! (le 17 juin)
-- Museum Tour: Struthof (le 18 juin)
-- On Top of the World in Strasbourg (le 19 juin)
-- Sunshine and Surprises in Pérouges (le 21 juin)
-- Museum Tour: Centre d'Histoire de la Résistance et de la Déportation (le 22 juin)
-- Museum Tour: Musée de la Résistance et de la Déportation de l'Isere (le 25 juin)
-- A Bird's-Eye View of Grenoble (le 26 juin)
-- On Top of the World in Strasbourg (le 19 juin)
-- Sunshine and Surprises in Pérouges (le 21 juin)
-- Museum Tour: Centre d'Histoire de la Résistance et de la Déportation (le 22 juin)
-- Museum Tour: Musée de la Résistance et de la Déportation de l'Isere (le 25 juin)
-- A Bird's-Eye View of Grenoble (le 26 juin)
So what happens now? Well, the next stop on my research schedule is Bordeaux and given the way the trains run, it's easier to go south, west, and back up north than just to cut across the center of the country!
So I figured ... why not take a few days off and have some fun while I'm at it? I'm first heading to La Ciotat to meet up with Marika, who is spending her summer in Aix-en-Provence. We're going to spend a day beaching and boating; then she'll head back to Aix and I'll continue to Montpellier. I'm staying with Molly in Montpellier until Monday, when I'll get back on the road (well, the train track) and head on to Bordeaux!
So I figured ... why not take a few days off and have some fun while I'm at it? I'm first heading to La Ciotat to meet up with Marika, who is spending her summer in Aix-en-Provence. We're going to spend a day beaching and boating; then she'll head back to Aix and I'll continue to Montpellier. I'm staying with Molly in Montpellier until Monday, when I'll get back on the road (well, the train track) and head on to Bordeaux!
This is so wonderful! Gosh, I miss you!
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LOVE THIS! How do you write so incredibly neat?! haha!
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