Woke up this morning, feeling sore in my woman muscles (inner thighs). Played soccer (futbol) yesterday (Feb 9), although it was not really soccer; it was more of a soccer ball hitting practice, kicking towards the fence, playing dodge soccerball, and head bump passes. I realized at that time that soccer women would really have very sexy inner thighs, although they'll be thunder thighs just like my friend Raoul Roces (I hope I spelled that right). The Saturday ended after a night out for dinner at "La Piazza Pa Pa" (Good food, but bad service, hot waitresses but bad manager). This weekend was surprising, since out of all the Americans that used to drink throughout the whole week this week, it had to be this time that they would not be drinking.
Je leve a six heures et midi (6:30am) expecting to go to Church, hear some sermons in French, and to a Gypsy Market (Black Market) to see some gypsies, some gypsy magic and some cheap stolen bikes. Unfortunately, we wasted some time and ended up going to Jean d'Arc en Ligne "B". There were only 3 of us...Matt, Lukas, and me. I had no idea whatsoever where we were going until I saw the outdoor market by the side walk. And boy did I do the best grocery shopping anyone could ever do. For 6 types of vegetables I spent less that 1Euro each, equally divided. AMAZING! Forget "Champion" for vegetables and fruits! Every Sunday is grocery shopping day at this treasure of a market, that's if I do finish all the vegetables and fruits I get within a week.
A quatorze heures (2:00pm) an American gang set out to stroll around the city. We took the subway to a stop we have never been to before...Estation Canal du Midi. We thought that we would end up by some place to have a snack, but it was Sunday and all the workers are le fatigue and leave shops closed. We walked along Canal du midi, looking at maps on Bike stops to get to river de Garonne. These Bike maps are becoming very convenient for our travels around the city. This concept of renting bikes is also ingenious, which I hope would occur in NYC. For a given amount of time, you are allowed to use public bikes from one stop to another, with a deal of having free rentals if you return your bike to a bike terminal within 25 minutes.
The walk ended with us planning for a pot-luck.
I had chicken in my fridge, so it was my duty to fry it. It took a while to cut it up into smaller pieces, I bought 3 pieces of chicken leg and thigh. The pot luck was at 7pm (a dix-nuef heures) There was pasta, and couscous. Everyone was waiting on me for the chicken... My cooking utensils are really not so reliable (slow cooking). But it all ended with full stomachs and some trip planning for next weekend to take the "SNCF" trains to some castles in France... Maybe Bordeaux, to see the Capital of the greatest wine in the world!
Bonne Nuit! A bientot
Je leve a six heures et midi (6:30am) expecting to go to Church, hear some sermons in French, and to a Gypsy Market (Black Market) to see some gypsies, some gypsy magic and some cheap stolen bikes. Unfortunately, we wasted some time and ended up going to Jean d'Arc en Ligne "B". There were only 3 of us...Matt, Lukas, and me. I had no idea whatsoever where we were going until I saw the outdoor market by the side walk. And boy did I do the best grocery shopping anyone could ever do. For 6 types of vegetables I spent less that 1Euro each, equally divided. AMAZING! Forget "Champion" for vegetables and fruits! Every Sunday is grocery shopping day at this treasure of a market, that's if I do finish all the vegetables and fruits I get within a week.
A quatorze heures (2:00pm) an American gang set out to stroll around the city. We took the subway to a stop we have never been to before...Estation Canal du Midi. We thought that we would end up by some place to have a snack, but it was Sunday and all the workers are le fatigue and leave shops closed. We walked along Canal du midi, looking at maps on Bike stops to get to river de Garonne. These Bike maps are becoming very convenient for our travels around the city. This concept of renting bikes is also ingenious, which I hope would occur in NYC. For a given amount of time, you are allowed to use public bikes from one stop to another, with a deal of having free rentals if you return your bike to a bike terminal within 25 minutes.
The walk ended with us planning for a pot-luck.
I had chicken in my fridge, so it was my duty to fry it. It took a while to cut it up into smaller pieces, I bought 3 pieces of chicken leg and thigh. The pot luck was at 7pm (a dix-nuef heures) There was pasta, and couscous. Everyone was waiting on me for the chicken... My cooking utensils are really not so reliable (slow cooking). But it all ended with full stomachs and some trip planning for next weekend to take the "SNCF" trains to some castles in France... Maybe Bordeaux, to see the Capital of the greatest wine in the world!
Bonne Nuit! A bientot
posted by Carl Javier at 1:33 PM
1 Comments:
wow carl. what an experience! I hope I get a personal email from you soon! Not just a blog. I miss the one on one talk with you.
hugs,
ate patchy
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