2012/04/24

you're just somebody I used to know (Lille)

and that was the song playing as we walked around the supermarket trying to find museli bars - they don't exist here. The closest we could find were those Special K bars, so they'll have to do as snacks on the ANZAC Day tour where food stops are limited.

Lille
Lille, including surrounding towns has a population of over 1,000,000 so it is no small concern.

St. Maurice

We had a big sleep-in this morning, although not on purpose. The tragic French miss in the room next door came home in drunken tears at 6:30am and took some calming down. Many loud discussions, tears and slammed doors later things went quiet and we drifted back to sleep until after 9:30. It was just like being at Uni again. Well for me, perhaps not for Jayne.

Obviously we missed breakfast, but neither of us were hungry. It must have been that awesome microwave dinner we had last night :-( After struggling out of bed and getting ready for the day, we dutifully skyped home and then went wandering the streets of Lille. The old section of town is beautiful.

The Chamber of Commerce


This morning we re-acquainted ourselves with an old friend - cafe noire grand. Ah, coffee, how we missed you. We gave up in Ireland. Tea was a safer bet at the B&Bs and after trying what should have been a long black, Americano in Ireland, I even thought the coffee on the plane was looking good. So it was truly a momentous occasion for us to have a real coffee, the first in two weeks. It won't be our last.

We knew we were back in the city again because of all the beggars. We were accosted on the first corner from the hotel, but he gave up when we spoke in English. The beggars in Ireland used to rattle a cup as you walked past, the ones we have seen here just sit quietly with a cup in front of them. I find it difficult to deal with and it saddens me to think that is how some people survive. Although they are prepared as well, as the rain began falling this afternoon one of them whipped out an umbrella.


Tonight we meet the other Fanatics on the Western Front tour. Tomorrow is a full day - we are off to Ypres in Belgium and then to Tyne Cot and Messines. It is a late finish and then we need to be on the bus for the ANZAC Day service at 2:45am the next morning. Every time I say that, Jayne whimpers. Can't wait to disturb next door's diva as we leave.



So, all of that means no posts for a couple of days.

A bientot.

2 comments:

  1. i believe that "A bientot" at the end of your posts is wildly misleading. we aren't going to see you soon at all! you should say "revoir pour l'instant" :) love cait

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  2. I think not child-of-mine because we see people on skype, especially you. To keep you happy I may change to 'au revoir'

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