Voyage à Dijon

Well, I was supposed to leave for Dijon at 7:05 this morning, but the train didn’t leave until 7:40 because the police evidently had to intervene on the train coming from Brest because two “voyageuses de comportement fortement aggressif” were causing problems. GIRL FIGHT!

This retard of course meant that I missed my train from Gare de Lyon to Dijon. I sprinted from the bus with my backpack and bag and arrived on the platform just in time to see the train pulling away! Putain bordel de merde! While sprinting to the platform, I saw my old “friend” Guillaume. If you know me well enough, you know who I’m talking about. If not, you should get to know me better! I seem to cross him randomly and always at inconvenient times. Plus I’m sure I looked hot running and panting like a draft horse through the gare. Way to go Todd!

I did get a seat on the next train, but that doesn’t leave until 1pm, so I‘ve got time to kill. Donc, the blog entry. There is Wifi in the station, but I never set up my account from my service provider, so I have no access. Double putain!

Another nice thing about the train stations in France (which I’d never noticed before because I am always here in the summer) is that there are really no walls and no heat. Alors, I’m freezing my balls off! Gotta love it! There are waiting rooms, but they are packed full of people and I would rather hang out with the pigeons. And sparrows. One of which just came up to me, begging like a gypsy in Rome! GET A JOB!

While I’d rather be on a train right now, it is kind of fun to just sit here and watch the myriad of types walk by. Lost Asians, Muslim women in hijabs, old widows with mangy poodles, FLAMING homos, children, more old ladies, MORE old ladies, and half-awake SNCF personnel. Oh, there are lots of beautiful women too! That’s for Jake.

I’m looking forward to 10 days with Stéphane and Sabine in Dijon. For those of you who don’t know, Stéphane is a teacher at the program I’ve done the last three years in Dijon, and Sabine is his wife. They are both AMAZING and I love hanging out with them. Only thing is, I hope my liver won’t fall out after this week. We always drink WAY TOO MUCH when we’re together. I’ll also get to see Julien and Clarissa while I’m there, as well as Sebastiano and his wife Margaret, also linked to CIEF. I’m not sure if I gave this address to any of my students from this summer, but if they read this they will all be jealous. The girls were OBSESSED with Sebastiano. For a 60-something Italian, he sure does well with the young ladies!

That’s all for now. I need to put my mittens back on before my fingers fall off! Take care!