Travelling

Today I woke up at 6:45. So much for Holiday Sleep-Ins, am I right? I showered, dressed, made sure all my bags were in order and jumped in the car with my host mum, Maryvonne. We drove to the Gare (train station) and after bisous, she left me on Platform 4.

I climbed on board and made my way to my seat. I had tons of space, because the person who was supposed to be in the seat next to me decided not to show up. Hey, works for me. I read "En Attendant Godot" (my French Literature book) and slept for the 3 hour trip to Charles De Gaulle - time well spent.

I then navigated through the airport, found my gate and boarded the plane to Ireland. Another hour and a half flight. I was through immigration in about 5 minutes (ah, the perks of being an Irish Citizen) and out the door to meet my uncle.

My first experience in independent travel: Success.

Yours in Dysfunctional French,

-L