Je suis bien arrivée en France et à Strasbourg vite-fait après…and I am loving it!
Many things have happened in the last few days, and I will try my best to recount a little bit of my european adventures to you…
The Flight: I should start off with stating that everyone on the plane hated me. Perhaps not for the reasons that might come to your mind immediately…but I was the person that sat in the first row of the plane with tons of room to spare. I could stretch my legs, I could maker myself feel at home by splewing all my stuff on the floor. So yes I was THAT girl. And you can hate me for it even more because I didn’t even reserve a seat, let alone try to get that seat. But you will be happy to know that on my connection from Heathrow to Charles-de-Gaule that I did NOT get to sit in that seat. Instead I had to suffer along with other mortals like you…
The Luggage: OK. Next time you go travelling remind yoursef that, although it RARELY happens, luggage does indeed get lost, especially when you have a transfer … according to AirFrance. That maudite transfer in Heathrow has left me sans vêtements for the beginning of my travels. Thank god for Anna Lia! Because although they do provide you with a little bag that has the slogan“caring more about you” written on it, filled with “useful” things (ok they are slightly useful and help me to not smell…),I still lack cloches… (but really? If they “cared more about me” I would still not be waiting for my luggage from AirFrance, a day later than they said…)
The Choucroute: The first night in France I managed to make it to Strasbourg from Paris-Gare de l’Est, after spending a day waiting for a train that had space for Eurail travellers. But I managed to make the most of my day, by seeing Monmartre, along with the crowds of people, on the French équivalent of Labour day, on May 1st. I managed to miss the crowds striking elsewhere in paris which I guess is a good thing… But I arrived to be greeted by Anna Lia et Jean Pierre and then whisked away to Vendenheim for a delicious meal of chouctroute, topped with alcasien beer and very french cheese. How can it be any more french than that?
The Keyboards: After having struggled to figure out how on earth I was supposed to type on these god-damn keyboards, it was pointed out to me that if I changed the mode to english, I could type as if I was on a normal keyboard. So thankfully I did listen in typing classes in elementary school because I dont have to look down, and get as confused by the q replaced with an a, the w replaced with a z… Now all I need to rectify is the small problem of french auto correct… its amazing what it comes up with…
Anyways, I should eat something before I pass out from hunger. Today we are off to climb the 300 plus stairs at the Cathedrale! Just my little bit of excersice for the day… I’ve even decided to run it…
À bien tôt!
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