Second day in France!
by aaron on Sep.22, 2013, under France
After sleeping from 11:00 p.m. or so until 7:00 or 8:00 in the morning, Deanna and I woke up and wandered out into the streets looking for a boulangerie (a bakery). Thankfully, we found one on a small side street after about 10 or 15 minutes. After walking in and trying out some of our slightly rusty French, we happily bought a croissant and a baguette. We were surprised by how cheap the baked goods were – the total came to about €1.80 ($2.43), which would be a steal in the U.S., especially for such tasty bread. We hiked back to our room and gobbled the bread with some of the leftover fruit from the night before.
We spent the next part of the day searching endless apartment listings, trying to find something that was going to work for us. We found an apartment that seemed pretty promising – and the address was not too far from our room – so we decided to hike over and check it out. The walk ended up taking way longer than we expected (maybe a half hour), and we ended up hating the location. So it seemed like we had wasted our time.
On our way back from the apartment, we decided that we needed to get something for lunch, so we stopped at a little sandwich place. They ended up having a pretty cool deal going on – for €7.50, we got an amazing sandwich, a drink, and a dessert. I got a kebab sandwich (which was great) and a coffee eclair. My drink was some kind of pop that tasted like carbonated Tang. So it was pretty good. Then, we walked back to our place and continued the apartment search. I got tired super early though, so I ended up going to bed at 7:00 or something crazy like that. And I slept until 5:00 a.m. the next morning, so I got a breezy 10 hours of sleep.
As a side note, I had a strange dream that I was in some kind of battle royale situation. I was locked inside a small village – where it was always twilight – and I was forced to kill every other combatant in order to escape. I won’t go into the details of the battles, but suffice it to say that it was brutal. I used my lucid dream abilities to stop bullets, to teleport, to throw spikes, to throw boulders, etc. I stood alone at the end of the competition in a square built for the winner. The commentators starting chiming in, saying how I was a monster for slaughtering the others so mercilessly. But I disagreed. I told them that I had done what I needed to, in fact, that I had beaten the system. I then raised my hands and wished for everyone to come back from the dead. And come back they did. So I had found a way to get everyone out of the arena alive – no one died in the end. The dream leapt forward one year, and I recognized one of the girls from the battle. She thanked me for saving her, telling me that she would be forever grateful.
