Walking

         So, I accidentally walked about ten miles the other day.  I have been sick all weekend (I finally feel better, but I have that smokey lounge-singer voice) but on Sunday, I had a random burst of energy and decided to go on a walk.  As I was walking I realized that I didn’t want to just walk around Bordeaux, I wanted to explorer, so what did I do? I crossed Pont de Pierre (the bridge over the Garonne).  It was weird over there, not quite a bizarro-Bordeaux, but different all the same.  It definitely was not as nice, but I figured that it was uncharted territory for me so it would suffice.  I ended up walking for close to three and a half hours, just wandering around and taking my time.  I was about to go back when I looked up onto this hill and saw a big church.  I said to myself, “Alright, let’s go there”, so I went.  I started walking up and up, and all of a sudden I had no idea where I was.  I found this gate that led off of the path and onto a dirt road, I figured that since I was already lost, how much more damage could this do?  That road turned out to be the back entrance to the cemetery of eglise St. Romain that I had been trying to get to! It was nice to explorer on my own and be able to get lost and then find my way again.  This walk has given me some self-confidence that I have been lacking toward my abilities to get places, even if I don’t know where I am going.   

"Hey, self, let's go there!"

On my way back home, crossing Pont de Pierre, the sky was absolutely amazing