
Hello All,
The plan today is that we are taking the train and going back to Mulhouse (which is where we were yesterday, pronounced "Mool_oose" or something. I got in trouble for pronouncing it "Mul-house") and Delphine is taking us. Thus she has told me that she can get me boots, a pea coat, pants and a tshirt for about 150 euro. I think she is crazy because that deal is unthinkable in Canada, but I am excited to see what she can do. She is basically our own personal translator but very cute and funny. I'm starting to have the urge to leave Kez behind, but I wouldn't do that since it could damage our friendship.
Delphine has to go later because her class at school is building this giant fort that looks like a skinny cabin. In June they burn it and create large bonfires which I think is a symbol of the finished school year. These things are called "bûcher"s. And they brûler which means to burn. A bûche is a log, so that only makes sense... ahaha.

We were going to go the Parade but it was too late so we ended up going for dinner instead. It looked like this family restaurant

more-so, and it seemed to be very italian. I got this steak and a HUGE plate of french fries. It was sooo amazing. Basically they had it in creme of mushroom sauce, which I hate, but it was actually amazing. The plate the whole thing was served on was probably about twice the size of a regular dinner plate - just huge. I was SO full when I finished, but I didn't let the meal defeat me (James, you would be so proud of me). Then, Marilyn asked if I wanted dessert and then added that "you always have room for dessert" due to a comment I had made on a previous night where I said I was full after eating, but jumped at the offer of dessert. She had asked " but I thought you said you were too full to eat more dinner?" where I replied, "You ALWAYS have room for dessert." So at Marilyn's comment when we were out for dinner, I gladly accepted her offer and had a large bowl of icecream. Basically my bowels were not impressed, but I was with myself and that is all that matters.
That's definitely all that happened that night, including a massive sugar-high and a spree of quoting flight of the conchords. Later my gators, et
Gros Bisous
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