Two days ago, Becca and I left Germany to get to France. We buy a ticket to Paris and then we plan on heading north to the town of Dunkerque to be with our dear friend Katie. While we are on the train we hear it announced that we are in Belgium which happens to be closer to katie's town than Paris, so naturally we take a chance and get off the train. We take a few more trains and get to the town of Lillie which is about 45 minutes from Katie but their are no trains until the morning. So, naturally we get a shitty hotel room which may or may not have been cleaned in the past few days. We sleep like cocoons in our sheets that we have brought.
The next morning we get to Dunkerque but have no way of getting ahold of Katie due to the fact that it is Sunday and nothing but a bar is open. So we sit in the train station for a few hours eating candy bars from the vending machine.
Finally we find a bar that is open that has internet use so we email katie and we get her phone number which we cannot use because we do not have a phone card. So we each get a beer. At around 11:30 am. The bar tender who speaks a bit of English lets us use his phone and we leave a message for katie, she then calls us back and comes to rescue us.
Now we are in France!
We go to the beach.
We explore the beach.
We get ice cream.
We go to a childrens film that is dubbed in French about meatballs falling from the sky.
And we are happy. We are happy to be together and to be not in creepy ass hotels.
meghan i am so glad you are having a good time and it looks like any bumps in the road that you do encounter you are handling very well! i am proud of you and happy and also did you see cloudy with a chance of meatballs then? because i saw it and thought it was the funniest. i hope the rest of your travels are safe and joyous and we will welcome you home with open arms. you are dearly missed. i. love. you.
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