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lagilmanOMFG am I tired. Dead tired. But my mom has apparently started to panic, so am reporting in. Yes, this journal really is nothing more or less than a way to reassure my mom that I'm still alive. Now the truth is known. ;-)
Wednesday had a change of plans early in the morning when it became apparent that there was Humidity and Heat in the air. Okay, not much by local standards (it's been gorgeous, have I mentioned that?), but enough. So instead the morning was spent at the Musee Archeologique, which is in the former Benedictine Abbey of St-Benigne. The exhibits were useful, the building itself amazing. And very cool. Then a two hour lunch at Bistrot des Halles (I had rillettes de saumon, roti de veau, and a tarte almondine d'abricot where the apricot was some bastard child of jam and liquor and seriously, wow. Also a chablis that was nice but not exceptional. Pity: I usually like chablis a lot more.)
Afternoon was spent being lazy and practicing my French in the Jardin d'Darcy, then I attempted to do some writing in the evening but was sidetracked by a marathon of Silk Stalkings. In French. If ever there was a show that was just destined to be dubbed into French, it was Silk Stalkings. The plots almost made sense! (Almost. If you didn't speak French. Still very very pretty, tho. And ALL about the body language.)
Thursday the plan was to do three things. 1. hit the Market for fresh foodstuffs. 2. Check out the Canal de Bourgone. 3. Go to Chernove. Tying all these three things together was my trusty steed Babette (so-named because her tires were overinflated --Kaufmann will get it).
Yeah, three days after my 41st birthday, I biked almost 25 miles in one day. Wheeee*thud*
The Canal isn't really in my research time frame, but it looked so pretty I figured hey, why not. Am very glad I did, if only for the photo ops.
Made another stop at Lac Kir. Not quite Cannes, but if you don't mind sharing your beach with very lazy swans, I highly recommend it. Then on to Chernove, which is an ancient wine-growing community surrounded by a rather dispirited urban town. Their claim to fame is that they still maintain a communal vineyard and a pair of 15th century wine presses which are put into use every year. There is nothing like standing in a clos and tasting ripe pinot noir right off the vine; you pick the grape and the juice just oozes out of it like blood from a cut, only a lot less salty. And not red (the grape is black, the juice is greenish clear, in case anyone didn't know). But otherwise, just like! A lot of amazingly useful information culled from the sensory overload. Also: goats. And doves. And vache! Fetchez le vache!
And then I biked home via the direct route and had an early dinner, because I was tiiiiiired. No writing tonight.
In not-really-related news:
1. I will be appearing at University Bookstore in Seattle 7pm October 29th. Mark the date now!
2. Early word from madame Editrix is that HARD MAGIC has been read and approved. *whews*
3. Still no word on the good news I can't talk about yet. *looks meaningfully at the people who need to dot tees and cross eyes at some point...*
I've been awake for almost 17 hours now. Falling over...
Wednesday had a change of plans early in the morning when it became apparent that there was Humidity and Heat in the air. Okay, not much by local standards (it's been gorgeous, have I mentioned that?), but enough. So instead the morning was spent at the Musee Archeologique, which is in the former Benedictine Abbey of St-Benigne. The exhibits were useful, the building itself amazing. And very cool. Then a two hour lunch at Bistrot des Halles (I had rillettes de saumon, roti de veau, and a tarte almondine d'abricot where the apricot was some bastard child of jam and liquor and seriously, wow. Also a chablis that was nice but not exceptional. Pity: I usually like chablis a lot more.)
Afternoon was spent being lazy and practicing my French in the Jardin d'Darcy, then I attempted to do some writing in the evening but was sidetracked by a marathon of Silk Stalkings. In French. If ever there was a show that was just destined to be dubbed into French, it was Silk Stalkings. The plots almost made sense! (Almost. If you didn't speak French. Still very very pretty, tho. And ALL about the body language.)
Thursday the plan was to do three things. 1. hit the Market for fresh foodstuffs. 2. Check out the Canal de Bourgone. 3. Go to Chernove. Tying all these three things together was my trusty steed Babette (so-named because her tires were overinflated --Kaufmann will get it).
Yeah, three days after my 41st birthday, I biked almost 25 miles in one day. Wheeee*thud*
The Canal isn't really in my research time frame, but it looked so pretty I figured hey, why not. Am very glad I did, if only for the photo ops.
Made another stop at Lac Kir. Not quite Cannes, but if you don't mind sharing your beach with very lazy swans, I highly recommend it. Then on to Chernove, which is an ancient wine-growing community surrounded by a rather dispirited urban town. Their claim to fame is that they still maintain a communal vineyard and a pair of 15th century wine presses which are put into use every year. There is nothing like standing in a clos and tasting ripe pinot noir right off the vine; you pick the grape and the juice just oozes out of it like blood from a cut, only a lot less salty. And not red (the grape is black, the juice is greenish clear, in case anyone didn't know). But otherwise, just like! A lot of amazingly useful information culled from the sensory overload. Also: goats. And doves. And vache! Fetchez le vache!
And then I biked home via the direct route and had an early dinner, because I was tiiiiiired. No writing tonight.
In not-really-related news:
1. I will be appearing at University Bookstore in Seattle 7pm October 29th. Mark the date now!
2. Early word from madame Editrix is that HARD MAGIC has been read and approved. *whews*
3. Still no word on the good news I can't talk about yet. *looks meaningfully at the people who need to dot tees and cross eyes at some point...*
I've been awake for almost 17 hours now. Falling over...
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Date: 2008-08-29 08:06 am (UTC)Tell all your book-buying friends. Bring a crowd! This is my first time signing there and I want to make them happy with me...