Is my arse getting smaller?

Woke up around 9am and it was only Coralie and I at the flat as Helios had hitched to his parents house the night before.  Since it was raining Coralie offered to take me to the station which is good and I impressed her with my ticket buying skills; if its one thing I have mastered at the moment is how to buy a train ticket in France.

How I find my way around town without a map

There is an hour to kill before my train leaves so I head to the internet cafe and research more this purchasing a micor-laptop with wifi so I don't have to keep looking for an internet cafe and paying almost 10Aus a time.  I sure after the 7 weeks left it will all add up and I can sell it back online for pretty much what I paid for it.

The train is like sardines, I didn't reserve a seat but luckily I get one but I can't be that choosey, the trip to Nantes takes an hour and a half and it is drizzling outside the whole way.  It is a good indication of the weather I will get in Nantes.  I have no couchsurfer booked as I want a couple of days to myself.

I put my baggage in storage at the train station then head over to the Youth Hostel, it is closed between 10 and 4pm so I decide to head into town and go to the Tourist Information Bureau, when I get there it says it is open it is 2pm but there is no one there, hmmmm I go backwards and forwards on the one tram line as I do not have a map and don't want to get lost until the Youth Hostel opens.

I complete my transaction entirely in French I am so proud of myslef ands when she asks me where in France I am from I answer, you guessed it - je suis Australiene!!!

 I go to my room and uppack and do some handwashing of some items as there is a heater and you never know when you will find one again.  I check out the facilities and go to the bathroom.  One thing I have noticed in so many pubs, restaurants etc there is unisex toilets, so a guy could be having a pee and you would need to walk past to go to the bathroom.  I kid you not; it is not as if I can't read the sign for his and hers, I have also worked out the disabled toilets usually have full length mirrors and don't smell so much of pee.  The other odd thing I notice is there is often no toilet seats, as is the case at the youth hostel.  Now I am not sure if it is because my arse has shrunk after all the walking I have done or the toilets are bigger;  But every time I set on one I fall in so it is a fine balancing act I have to do of sitting on the toilet and not falling in and not touching the porcelin as there is no seat; which is fine by me.

I get some maps and brochures from downstairs and head out to dinner and to the internet cafe as my laptop on ebay is ending at 8.30pm.