I had another kinder egg before bed as my mom and I half watched French news. She says that she's worried that I'll be a loner and seemed really sad about leaving me by myself.
My mom and I woke up to a call from my uncle, which is surprising because neither of us get cell service in France. We drifted off to sleep cuddled up together for one last time in for a long while. We were up soon enough when her 6:30 alarm went off. We got dressed as usual, went downstairs and had the reception desk call a cab for us, and everything was perfectly normal. We got into the cab, and it went to the wrong address; lesson for other cab journeys…there's more than one Daumesnil. I got out of the cab in front of my door, and that was that.
I had made plans with my neighbor Alex to go to Notre Dame today, and had promised to knock on her door past ten. I had a few hours to kill so I ate the leftover baguette and chicken noodle soup while listening to music and watching The Lucy Show on youtube. I put on makeup, packed my bag, wrote down directions to Notre Dame, including how to ask where it is and how to ask where the Ledru-Rollin metro is near our dorm. I listened at Alex's door at 10:30 and decided to wait until 11. At 11:01 I knocked on her door. She then informed me that she and some of the girls had wandered past Notre Dame yesterday and hinted that she wasn't going to go with me. She then told me that she and the girls were going on a walking tour and told me she would knock on my door; I already knew that I wasn't going.
Lets just skip ahead to me painting my nails and reading a lot of Cracked articles and listening to The Honey Trees "To Be with You" mix on youtube. I told myself that I would go out at one to go to the phone store and pick up some lunch from Monoprix. At one I begrudingly dragged myself out of bed and hit the road. I spent a long time at the phone store as the service professional tried everything in his power to get my phone to work. After a long time he told me that I have to go to a phone store to get my phone unlocked. I guess it's all facebook for me for awhile.
I then went to Monoprix, and got a baguette and cream of mushroom instant soup packets for lunch/dinner. By the time I left the market it was sprinkling which quickly turned to a downpour before I got to the next block. I was going to go explore the park that's outside my window and eat my baguette, but I decided to do it later when it was hopefully not raining. I came upstairs and ate my entire baguette in bed; my bed is now filled with bread crumbs but it was delicious as usual. I then managed to take a four hour nap.
I woke up and knew that I had to get a move on. The sun was still shining, but since it was 7:33 already, I knew that my time to explore the park was fading fast. I hopped out of bed and went out the door…without my gate code…which I went back upstairs to get. I walked to the stairs down the street that go up to the park. There used to be a train that ran through the neighborhood, but no it's gone except for the viaduct that has shops tucked into its arches.
There are raised parks in places like New York City, but this park is going to become my new oasis of happiness. There are tons of green trees, overgrown arches of vines hanging over the path, and tons of flowers. The area is mostly used by runners, but there were also lots of couples sitting on benches. Paris is the city of love….I sat on a bench and finished the Poe story that I had started then headed home because it was getting dark and cold.
The raised garden near my apartment
I walked home, and outside my gate was sitting a bottle of rosé. I took one look at it, passed it and went to the gate, then I bent down and picked it up, shoved it into my purse, and walked through the gate without a second thought. I'm drinking my first glass of wine in France as I write this post. I don't even feel bad about it.
Cheers.
The stolen goods
I have my first day of class tomorrow at ten so I need to get a move on to bed. Bonne nuit.
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