Time Warp

Being in a place where multiple centuries collide at every corner can put you in a bit of a time warp. I realized I'd completely missed the fourth of July (though I posted that day). We are a day ahead here, but most times I'm not really sure what day it is.

Pretty much everyone and everything is friendly at Germolles, from the fish in the moat, to the chickens and quail in the farm yard, to the butterfly that fanned my back the other day or the bat that came in to see my bedroom last night. It was a very polite bat, kindly asked to be let out, and then fluttered around while I opened the enoromous windows.

There is always something to do here, another reason to lose track of days. Hard to believe it has been a week already. Dinners are late here -- very late -- and it was nearly 1 am by the time I climbed the spiral staircase to my room. Christian is quite a ham -- and his "chou croute lady" is a continual source of amusement. It is easy to see why he and Matthieu love Germolles. It's the kind of place where you could be very happy -- maybe forever.

(not to worry though... I'm still coming home).

pas dormir

I didnt have jet lag all the time I was in Paris, but my sense of when to sleep is all screwy now. I woke up at 4 am yesterday because I thought it was light out - it wasnt -- there was a lamp post. This morning it was 2 am -- so I finished a book (I know -- I actually read something!) I had dinner at Chez Yvonne last night -- Deb, I ordered the Feuillette of Muenster w/ kirsh sauerkraut that we loved last year -- it was so good. So far, I have succeeded in confusing the French by eating things all wrong -- like ordering just mashed potatoes for dinner or an appetizer as a meal. I get some strange looks. Ah, well ...

Still on this French keyboard -- which wont switch to English no matter how many times I set it, very frustrating -- so excuse the lack of apostrophes and the short post. Im going to the cathedral for some organ music. Still having fun, though a little tired today. ;)