Speaking of familiar faces I had the absolute privilege of another dear friend of mine visiting Lille. Brianna is a close friend I literally grew up with and our families are very close. Of course over the past couple years, we talk here and there but haven’t found the time to meet up. Go figure since we both live in Ottawa. Anyways, when I heard that Bri was going to be studying in France as well we knew we HAD to meet up at some point.
Turns out Brianna has a friend that lives in Lille as well, and she came the every end of June! Fantastic! Lucky for me, we were able to meet up the day I got back when I finally got it together, woke up and got ready. We met at the Opera; how fantastic. We grabbed a beer and it was so nice catching up. She needed a place to stay so of course I offered her my apartment (seeing as all of my roommates were moved out by now – weird). So Bri stayed 2 nights and we just took over the town a bit. We hung out, chatted, walked around town and of course drank some wine and managed to make 2 killer good dinners. The first was a medley of a ton of veggies, pesto and an eggplant sauce. Yumm. Second night were killer good sandwiches packed with sandwich meat and good cheese. Love it.
How lucky am I to have been able to see so many friends? I loved it.
Then I had the idiotic task of packing up the past 6 months into two suitcases. Yeah. No dice. There was no way in hell that was even going to happen. In the end I had two red suitcases, Big Blue, my backpack and my computer bag. Holyyyyy
I was in big trouble. Big, big trouble: a) I was taking a bus, thank god, but you can only have 2 bags and b) I mentally said to myself that all would be okay because once in Germany, I can toss a ton of things, like blankets, toiletries, that sorta thing before heading back to Canada.
So I was lucky enough to have help getting my bags to the station but I was so worried that he wouldn’t let me get all my stuff on. I mean, I only had the right to 2 bags, and I had 3 and they were huge. Petey had had to pay 10 EUR for her bags being too ‘heavy’ but she had the right amount, so I had no idea how much I had to pay. Petey was guessing like 30 to 40. I had no guess.
Finally we got there and of course, in good timing fashion, it was almost 2 hours late. I had had so much crap that every time we moved closer to the bus (that we thought each bus pulling in would be our bus) these two guys helped me out. Thank goodness they were so nice, but it was now judgment time. The polish man looked at me and said “how many bags? Three?” and I am trying to get up the courage I had practiced all day (aka fighting the man to let on my third bag) and I said yes. He looked at me and said “10 Euros”. ARE YOU JOKING!? YES YES YES!
I paid the man and brought my bags around to the other side. The guys loading the bus looked at me as if to say no effing way are you putting all those bags on my bus. So I said I paid and he didn’t believe me because he had to go double check. When he came back around he was probably pretty pissed but sucked it up and threw all my bags on board. I was now in for a 13 hour bus ride to Berlin.
And the adventures begin. Here we go ladies and gents.
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