Leaving for Lille

Lille's Main Square

After a couple of frustrating incidents involving a five hour journey home from Chambery (three hours too many), neighborly laundry stealing (I got it all back in the end), and a fake-out move-in (oh you can move into your new apartment...wait, just kidding, it's raining, so we won't bring the furniture, therefore, you'll have to stay in "la petite chambre" for the night)...after all that, I was ready to just, leave Chasse.

So I packed my bag, and hopped a train to Lyon, met Leslie, and we boarded my first TGV to Paris. In Paris, we met AJ and completed our traveling trio. From Paris, it was onto Lille where we'd spend two nights in a two star hotel with an amazing shower (paradise compared to the shower head in "la petite chambre," its water spraying out in every which way like snakes from Medusa's head). The hotel also had a TV. We spent most of our time in Lille, well, shopping. It seemed bitterly cold, like the first cold day when you're not yet used to biting winds. Coming home early at night to a warm shower and episodes of Desperate Housewives and Nip/Tuck in French was our idea of heaven.

And so began our week long Toussaint/All Saint's Holiday. Next stops: Belgium and Luxembourg