Since I know that you’ve all been dying to read about me doing something as opposed to meditating on fish and religion, and seeing as how this blog is entitled “Traveling À La Française,” I give you the first of several entries detailing my recent trip to Geneva, Switzerland via Tours, France.
My vacances de Toussaint (Vacation of All Saints’ Day) began with a trip to Tours to hang out with my friend J for a few days before our journey to Geneva. J makes an ideal traveling partner: we usually like the same mix of museums and social time, head to bed about the same time, and don’t feel like we need to see EVERY SINGLE THING in each town we visit. The train rides to Tours were uneventful, except that I didn’t know there are two stations and I got off at the suburban one instead of the central gare (station). Thankfully, I caught a bus and was there in about 15 minutes. We stopped by J’s house to visit for a few minutes with her host mom (more about her later), then went out to La Brioche Dorée for coffee and sandwiches. Several hours of catching-up later, we went back to the house for a lovely spaghetti dinner. J’s host mom started the conversation off with “Tout le monde est pareil” (Everyone is the same), then moved on to discuss why industry could never succeed in Africa because the people aren’t used to working. J and I smiled and tried not to choke on our food before heading out for some delicious drinks. I had a Bailey’s Irish coffee and a few glasses of wine at some nice restaurants, but was glad to call it an early night.
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