on my own in france....

This is me, happy to have survived my first solo outing in the village. I walked 3.48 miles, to the grocery store...there were too many chocolate choices:

(and Paul told me when I was packing that the chocolate there is the same as the chocolate here. I found THAT hard to believe. There's more here...no Hershey's in sight, although we do have Lindt at home. I figured I'd be a fool to bring chocolate from home, it's the one thing that's fun to splurge on, while vacationing, especially in Europe.)

Here's what I bought for my lunch:

Spinach, strawberries, milk chocolate, and dark chocolate. I will try to save some of the chocolate for tomorrow. Try.

I walked to the store, then decided to take a detour through the park on the way back...but I got confused, and had to retrace my steps because I didn't want to get lost.


And I did get scared in the park. Paul and I walked there yesterday, and there were so many people! But yesterday was Sunday, and today...well, today it was quiet and lonely there, and I was all alone...there was a guy pushing a wheelbarrow, collecting garbage, and he was like ten feet behind me for what seemed like an hour, and oh country girl that I am, I got paranoid. Ha. Not terrified, just a little bit freaked out. I didn't pass another soul on the whole trip out of the maze of paths that makes up that park. I was glad to get back out onto the streets again, blending in like I belong here, ha.

I feel conspicuous when I pull out the cellphone and take a picture. I almost wish I had a nice camera with a strap around my neck, full-blown tourist. Then it would be understandable that I would be walking around taking photos, but when I pull out the phone and snap a pic of a house or a building, I feel like I'm doing surveillance or something.

It's raining this afternoon, so I am holed up in my room, but don't feel sorry for me. I just made a huge steaming mug of coffee, because we bring the electric pot with us, and the mini blender (to blend in some coconut oil, yum). I am trying to wait to taste the chocolate, but it's starting to call my name. I have a good book to read, and the window is open, the rain is drumming, and I want to take a nap. Maybe I will.