Wednesday,
26 July 2017
I heard about a cave not far away, near
the Seyssinage Chateau. A very small chateau just outside of Grenoble. We made
plans to go to it, but we also had morning class on Wednesday, and I was so
tired from returning late from the fondue restaurant, and then calling Mike and
the kids, and then trying to book my flight home and not being able to log into
the booking system, that I didn’t go to bed until 1 am, and woke up for school
at 6am. I felt bad changing my mind at the last minute to not go to the caves,
especially since I was the person who suggested and organized the excursion,
but it was so worth going home.
We were supposed to meet at a restaurant
that night. The University was paying for all the Utah students to have dinner
together. I knew if I didn’t get some sleep I wouldn’t enjoy the dinner that
night. I went home and slept for 3 hours solid. Sometimes I have very little
sleep and it doesn’t affect me, and sometimes it does, and today was one of
those days it did. I’m so glad I slept because it felt so good.
Dinner that night was really fun as well. I
shared a table with Katrina and Anthony, and even though Eric was at a
different table, he came over to talk with us periodically. It was Katrina’s
idea to talk about your middle school self. It was actually really funny to
hear what everyone was like in middle-school. I just remember a lot of laughing
and sharing embarrassing stories.
The restaurant was good too. We had a
salad to start, with something like a giant circular crouton in the center with
melted blue cheese on it, thick juicy tomatoes, lettuce that reminded me of Swiss
chard, but of course softer and sweeter, and a slice of cantaloupe. For the
next course I had chicken which wasn’t that great but I don’t really like
chicken, so I’m a harsh judge. There were also creamy scalloped potatoes which
reminded me of Grandma Horman’s, and green beans. For dessert we had a tarte de
noix which was very good, and had been a bit burned on top.
Katrina and I took the bus together to go
home. It’s so sad that this last week is when we realized we could have been
taking the same bus all this time to get home.
Anyways
I’m glad we got to hang out for a bit just the two of us before we went home. It turns out
she had been praying to find another friend in France, at the same time I had
been praying to find a good friend. It’s definitely no coincidence that we met each
other when we did. Without her company, this trip wouldn’t have been nearly as
enjoyable as it has been.
I had a 30 minute walk home from the bus
stop. I saw wild white rabbits scurrying through the neighborhood on my way. It was a good thing it was a long walk because I had time to think about
how I couldn’t book my plane ticket, and then I worked it out in my mind why my
password wasn’t working, and when I got home, I was able to get it to work, so
that was nice to not have to worry about that any longer.
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