It took 14 hours but finally made it. It must be my age because the time flew by like the scenery from a train doing 300 klicks an hour. I am not kidding. And I had to put up with screaming kids and a guy who would not stop talking. SHUT THE BLEEP UP. It must be my age. It couldn’t be my awesomeness personality could it? I am a grumpy old man and I am killing it.
My friend and host drove me to the Augsburg train station at oh dark 30. That is really early. Everything went well until Paris. I was going to take the metro but the lineup to get a ticket was full of rookies. They just could not figure it out. After 10 minutes waiting I hadn’t moved so I left and got a taxi. The taxi tried to rip me off. Combien I said. 65 euros monsieur he said. I said no way, sacre blue monsieur. He said 70 euros. We agreed on 25, which is what it should be. We both laughed and I gave him a 5 euro tip.
Off I went with no delays and no problems except for the screaming kids. I almost lost it again and yelled SHUT THE BLEEP BLEEP UP. They yell here just as bad as in Canada but in French and I didn’t know how to say shut the…up in French.
We arrived. I found my gite and here I am having a beer on a terrace.
Bon soir.
So happy to hear that you arrived safely to your accommodations!
Loud is in the dictionary when you look up children! I’m surprised you haven’t learned the bleep bleep in French! That should have been one of the first words in your French vocabulary!
Yes, lol.