To Pee, Or Not to Pee? That is the Question.

Trip Start May 17, 2010
Trip End Jul 17, 2010

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Flag of France  , Brittany,
Friday, May 21, 2010

Allo tout le monde!
It's about 2am my time and 8pm US time but I can't sleep without talking to a certain someone so I'm up wide awake. Might as well write a blog, hein?

Today (yesterday) was mildly exciting I suppose. I slept in, or at least I thought I did before I checked my phone and realized it was only 10am. Ready to have a full and exciting day, I got up, got ready, and headed to la cuisine for a spot of breakfast (2 chocolatines, my new obsession). However, it wasn't until a few hours later that Angélique and Liam were ready. Understandable. Being a mommy is a lot of work.

Soon though, we were out the door on the way to the supermarché. As usual, I sat in the car and gazed out the window. The scenery of the neighbourhood: the church, the roundabouts, the flowers are all starting to become somewhat familiar. With any luck, I'll be able to navigate myself around the quartier sans problème. Instead of going straight to the grocery store, we stopped at Angélique's grand-parents house. She invited me in and I awkwardly walked in after her through the garage.

This may seem slightly rude, and I don't intend it to sound that way but: the house reeked of old.

Most young people will know what I'm talking about. Old people seem to acquire a scent somehow. It's not necessarily a bad smell, but nonetheless, it's very obvious. The garage was an abandoned looking country stable, if you will, complete with dirt/straw strewn across what could have been a concrete floor, ancient looking washing machine and dryer combination, and cobwebs... all covered with a fine powdering of dust. Nonetheless, I entered the house and greeted Angelique's grandparents. Pépé, her grandfather was a tall husky man with about one tooth and a semi-friendly grin. Unfortunately he spoke with a thick huskier accent that only Angélique and Mémé seemed to understand. I would later come to find out the Cyril cannot understand his French either.

Soon we were en route to the supermarché with Liam and Mémé in tow. We arrived at some old-ish looking store called SuperU. Ha, so basically imagine a combination of Winn-Dixie and the worst Walmart you've ever been to. Yup, that's SuperU. Anyhow, Mémé did the majority of the grocery shopping while Angélique and I picked up a few items. Two of which were my treasured bottles of Orangina. If I had to choose a non-water beverage to consume for the rest of my life, I would choose Orangina without hesitation. If you haven't tried it, it's like orange juice with light pulp and Sprite. Perfection in a bottle, truly. I may just have to smuggle a few home with me...

Oh, and I learned today that my favourite pizzeria in Paris, full of memories from long ago and some of the tastiest pizzas I have ever had the privilege to eat, has been closed in lieu of a new restaurant... a KFC. Today was a sad day.

Fast forwarding to the rest of the day, when Cyril came home he pops in my room and asks me if I wanna go driving. I inform him that I've noticed that both of his cars are manual, and I don't know how to drive them. He prompts me "Tu veux essayer?" Do you want to try? I reply oui, and give him a look that screams "don't hate me if I crash your car". Out the door we go, keys in check, and he's mumbling to himself contemplating where would be the best place to go for him to teach me. I quip "Un endroit sans voitures." A place without cars. He laughs and we drive to some secluded spot next to a gated playground (don't worry, there were no children in sight). He explains the mechanics of the stick shift in a mélange of French and English. As if learning to drive a stick shift isn't hard enough, learning directions in French makes it that much more "interesting". After careful instruction and his test lap around the playground, he offers me the wheel. I balk, offer him a look of pity, then hop in the driver's seat.

Here goes nothing.

I'm not going to drag out this part. It honestly wasn't that bad for my first time. I only stalled the car about... 4 times, and I'm getting used to the idea of driving with both of my feet, unnatural as that is to me. My main problem is forgetting to step on the clutch when breaking, resulting in then engine shutting off. Other than that, I should be ready to go exploring en voiture within a week or so. I'm pretty proud of myself.

The evening passes by rapidly from here on out. I teach baby Liam a few words from his picture book, but he prefers that I blow bubbles for him as he giggles in hysterics. Dinner was had (passive voice, yuck, I know), and we watched tv before I excused myself to my room for the night. And basically here I am, laptop in bed, listening to Dü Hast and I was debating whether I wanted to walk down the pitch black, long, narrow hallway to go to the bathroom. I ended up going, but I feel like my every movement is 100 times louder than it is in the daytime. Plus, I'm blind as a bat in the sheer darkness and any moment I could stub my toe on some door that I can't see. Anyway, crisis averted, and I am rapidly on my way to dream land. I'll add a picture of baby Liam tomorrow when getting my camera doesn't sound like an avalanche.

Mmkay, bonne nuit everyone.

A demain.

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anonyme on

Je suis donc en espérant que vous rencontrez les vacances de votre vie très excitante. J'espère que votre voyage est plein d'excitation et de plaisir. votre maison et la famille semble très intéressant, à l'exception des heures et des heures de pleurs constants. rire aux éclats. mais encore le voyage yor profiter de tirer le meilleur parti pour moi.

Brenda on

Hi Angela I enjoyed reading your blog. I'm glad that you had a safe trip, and is enjoying your family and stay in France. Quite an adventure I see. Take care!
Love ya, Auntie

angielajolie123 on

Love you too Auntie.

Terence, you're not slick at ALL.

Love you guys!

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