Graslin Nantes

... were fab...really nice day walking around. Jason decided to watch villa on the internet instead of going to local french soccer game. they lost 2-1, maybe its better if he doesn't watch as they seemed to do better the last few games when he wasn't watching. Had a really good dinner tonight, regional specialty (crepes again) with apple cider.

heading south again tomorrow, and we'll see how far we get and where we end up.

... that is my other half (ie Jamie), and never been keen to raise my head above the proverbial parapet. But for the historic reason of the jasonandjamie blog (or is it named the other way around?), I think I need to make an exception. There are of course, a couple more reasons for this...
1. Jamie can't spell.
2. I don't want a one sided blog...
3. **** stories have got to be curtailed..
4. Jamie is getting too verbose about our trip (I mean, who wants to ...

... after tearing that apart we had some wonderful clips to work with. Sewing them together with some spare nylon cord made a great synch strap for the bag.

Our compression bags are also showing some wear. Brain is so good as compressing them as tight as possible that the material is beginning to rip. This is easily repaired with some more nylon chord as well. Hopefully this will last us for a little while longer!

... tons of stuff to buy and I have to pick up cookies for my kid's last days. So I head to the bank after lunch to check again but still nothing. I deposit my check but that doesn't go in right away so I don't have any money. Ugh. I had to break into my American account just to get the cookies. It's so annoying. They always pay us the last Wed of the month but I guess they decided not to this time. Great. At least I have food. I still had to shop for stuff for tomorrow and Friday. I had to ...

... there were two giants instead of the rumoured one. After discussing a few things, we looked briefly at the musical birds and then headed towards the chateau to see about the wolves. Sure enough, there were about six very large and very mean looking wolves. I think the giant will feel safe with them on guard. After seeing these wolves, we headed to an area next to the cathedral. Apparently this is where the girl giant landed this morning. The anchor which helped her landing ...

... the "I love you" stuff. His name is Denis and he told us he is homeless. All that he needs is in his backpack (which he showed us). He was talking and talking and singing and telling everyone that he loves them it was absolutley hilarious. Everyone was staring at us and at one point Denis announced to the whole tram that Steph and I are Americans. I was laughing so hard. Denis kept telling us that he was a VIP and one French guy said "Very ...

... that I went to Lauren's to see her. I haven't seen her since the beginning of the break. We caught up on each other's lives and I went home. That night I headed to Rachel's and got to see her, John, and Graham. It was nice to see them again. I hadn't seen them since before the break either. We hung out for a while, nothing too exciting, and I went home again. Fun times my life huh? Thursday, April 23rd My kids thought it ...

... I'd rather you not speak to us at all." This did not fly with this guy. He started calling us stupid b's and f-ing hos. French people think they are so cool when they start cussing in English but they just look stupid because they probably don't even know that they are saying. I ignore it, but Cara is getting more and more mad about it. Then the same guy moves over to sit next to Cara. He tries to apologize and stuff, but he just continues to say stupid stuff. Just proving how ...

... one. When I got to Nantes it was raining and horrible so I had to wait for the trams (I wasn't walking in the rain) and they took forever because they don't come around as often on Sundays. When I got home I looked for and found the laundry. I really need to wash my jeans. I'd been wearing each pair a ton of different times and I really needed to get them clean. So the laundry room is way in the back of the building that has the main office in it. It's 3 washers and 2 dryers (I ...

... le dimanche, les villes françaises restent à moitié endormies). Ensuite, retour vers le centre-ville et l'Auberge de Jeunesse. Nous nous prenons un bon souper, le premier chaud depuis longtemps (pâtes, croque-monsieur décongelé plutôt fade, thon). La soirée est très tranquille ; envoi d'un mail à Pierre Boucard pour lui demander une grâce de trois heures pour pouvoir aller au FJT, et ensuite préparation pour le dodo, alors qu'il fait encore clair dehors ...