Tag: France 2013

I’m writing this while swaying back and forth on the TGV from Nantes to Paris. It’s the fast train, you know, and it takes just a little over 2 hours to get there. This is one of our favorite things to do, to ride the train in France, and here we are doing it right now.

You’ll have noticed that I entitled this post “First Class.” You may think that has to do with the quality of my traveling companion (and, frankly, you wouldn’t be wrong). But it really has to do with the fact that Melinda upgraded our tickets to put us in first class. It was only a few Euros more expensive and, anyway, one of us is worth it.

Don’t worry, though. On the return trip on Thursday we’ll be back where one of us belongs.

“Nid” means nest, although I have a tendency to pronounce it like “nez” which means nose. So depending upon your pronunciation, after going to the movie last night with Christine and Bernard, we went either to the nest or to the nose.

The “Nest” is a schwanky bar on top of the tallest building in Nantes and is a place we went last year and enjoyed. It has a wrap-around terrace that one can circumnavigate and get a 360 degree view of the city. With a cocktail in hand and in the company of good friends, it ain’t a bad place to be.

Given that I tend to pronounce this place like nose allowed for good conversation topics to emerge, among them being my mom and nose hair trimmers.

Oh, the correct way to pronounce “nid” is to say “knee.” Unfortunately, the conversation topics for knee aren’t as interesting as they are for nose.

At least in my family.

So get this. Christine noticed that Lynn’s movie “Your Sister’s Sister” was playing in Nantes!

How crazy is that??

Of course, we had to go.

This was poignant for us on so many levels. First, Melinda and I actually had not seen the movie yet, even though it came out over a year ago. Next, it’s playing in Nantes, our adopted hometown. Then there’s the fact that the movie is set in and near Seattle, in the San Juans. And that Christine and Bernard will be coming to Seattle with us next week and we are spending a weekend with them in the San Juans.

Talk about surreal.

Now on top of all of that, the movie is outstanding, at least we all thought so. It’s more like Lynn’s first movie, “We Go Way Back, ” which is my previous favorite of her films.

Let me summarize. Last night, in Nantes, Melinda, Christine, Bernard, and I went to see a movie set in Seattle written and directed by our friend Lynn.

Wow.

You might recall back on Day 74 of the sabbatical that Melinda, Chloe, Ella, and I all attended Romain’s 18th birthday party. As I said back then, it’s a big deal in France, the 18th birthday, as you are no longer a child. You have all the privileges of an adult.

So I tried to take a picture from nearly the same spot I took one on Romain’s birthday. Three years ago it was of the girls dancing to the YMCA. This one from last night is of a large group dancing to a song I didn’t know, but they sure did.

Moments before I had connected with Chloe via FaceTime so she got to dance with Manon, too!

So I’ve been practicing posting from my iPad Mini. To do so, though, I’ve needed to figure out how to easily get photos from my iPhone to the mini, something I’ve accomplished with an app called Photogene.

But it’s no ordinary app (“It’s no ordinary app?” – Ok, ok…). It’s a powerhouse photo manipulator, like Photoshop Jr. or something (maybe junior junior, yodeling yim).

Just look what I did to this picture that I took as the boat slowly went through a tunnel under the center part of town last night!

Both taken on the boat as we slowly moved up & down the Erdre. As you might guess, we were talking about you both…

You wouldn’t think that I’d be that interested in photos taken on the Titantic, but this one caught my eye for some reason and I decided I should share it. Somehow, the people in the picture just look so… familiar.

I wonder what became of them. Did they make it to a lifeboat? Assuming so, what were their lives like afterward?

Perhaps they developed close friends with people from different countries, say the United States and France, and maybe one summer night in a city, say Nantes (which is in France), they went for a little boat ride. And suppose on that boat ride they spent time with their husbands and another couple, and that they sipped wine and munched on cheese and saucisson and other tasty things. Suppose that afterwards they went to a favorite restaurant along a river for dinner, and they chatted late into the night.

I can just imagine a little friendly argument breaking out over how to pay for the dinner!