Location : my very own desk in my very own room.
Weather : raining again... no snow :(
Today was very, very promising.
(Ok, we need to note, that I take Lou to school everyday except weekends and Wednesday. Just remember W., I don't like starting the same way everyday; Once Lou was at school . . . )
So, I was going to yoga today. That was the big thing of my day. Finally starting to get something going on other than around here.
I puttered around the house, cleaning and what not until I had to leave. I knew the route perfectly because it was the way to Monday night theatre classes. No way was I going to mess this one up. Now, somebody please tell me how I missed The Exit.
You may have noticed that I capitalized The and Exit. It is because it is The Exit. The Last Exit for many, many kilometres. So many kilometres in fact that I would up in the next town (and somehow not the one I went to on Monday when I got semi-lost coming home form theatre, going in the same direction). So many kilometres that I wound up driving around for an hour and half trying to navigate in an area that is still so foreign and confusing. I really miss living on a grid. I am never going to London.
|can you feel my pain?|
Please don't worry, I am not writing this from an internet cafe somewhere down town in I don't know which town. I made it home.
I was frazzled. Well, not really. But I really, really wanted to go to yoga. And this place looked so promising. Now I have to research more places.
I was discussing French man holes with a certain someone and they thought they were speed bumps. I thought otherwise since I know what French speed bumps look like. They are huge and have their own speed limit to boot. Turns out I was wrong about the non-man-hole-speed-bumps. They are indeed speed bumps. I walked by some today, the ones I always walk by, drive over and run on, and photograph, and I noticed right beside them a couple of man holes. Now this leads me to wonder if that speed bump with its own speed limit is indeed a speed bump. So many things to discover here!
It rained again today.
I really wish it would just drop a couple degrees so it can snow. And then maybe a couple more degrees so the snow stays. I feel like this is asking too much.
On to the topic of my runs through the hill. I went into the hill (it is just one hill, not many) today, and seeing as I was some how running faster than the previous time, I went farther along the road than before. I came upon something quite odd. Here in France there are signs to tell you when you have entered and left a town/city. All it is is a sign with the name of the town on it (entering) or the same, but with a red bar through the name (exiting) They're quite handy. Anyway, I came across a sign that said LUYNES. A very small sign perked an enormous amount of curiosity. Here I was, far into what I thought was the country (a much inhabited country side might I add) and all of a sudden I was back home! Nonsense! Nonsense not at all actually. I followed it and I wound up back home in five minutes. I was disappointed. I now had to run almost ten minutes out of town and then back so that I would have fulfilled my running desire. It was the weirdest thing.
It kinda of made me think of the Chronicles of Narnia for some reason..
Speaking of books, I am still reading Sophie's World (en francais). I read about a chapter at a time while I try to get Lou to do her homework. It is a nice jog for my mind. Gets it going a bit. I like it. Maybe in a couple days I will be able to make a Comment on it. haha
|speed bump with speed limit|
That is all I have to report for today.
I am very much enjoying this new room and having my clothes not in a suitcase anymore. Enjoyment is to the max.
I think I will buy a Pink Floyd CD tomorrow. I need some good music to listen to in the car seeing as I end up spending so much time there.
Peace out world.