For the next three days I have a lot to look forward to…according to the Weather Channel there is a 100% chance of showers here in Metz for the next three days…100%. I’ve never actually seen them say 100% before, that without a doubt it will rain, and not scattered showers which is another cop-out used to cover up the in-precision of weather forecasting, but 100% chance of showers. I guess I should be thankful, at least it isn’t 100% chance of thunderstorms, or snow….
If someone had told me that it would still be cold and rainy in France at the end of June I would have laughed at them, but it is, still, cold and 100% rainy here in Metz. It has become a bit of a running joke between Zach and I because no fail when we get off the train in Metz back from our weekends elsewhere it is always cold, dark and pouring rain…its such a reassuring welcome home…
The last few weeks have been an indication to me that global warming is a total sham, its not happening because we’re polluting the atmosphere or whatever other random theory you might think, it can easily be explained by this: Mother Earth is going through Menopause and is forcing everyone living with her to deal with it as well. Take today for example, I woke up and looked outside my tiny porthole to see not surprisingly rain…I got ready, and headed out the door for my first class and it was not only 100% showers, but pouring rain and huge gusts of wind that nearly blew my new Van Gogh umbrella inside out as I walked around the glorified pond known as “Symphonie Lake” that obstructs my walk to class each day…by the time I got out of class, one hour later, the rain had stopped and the clouds were dissipating, and sure enough by the time I had gotten out of lunch the sun had come up and the humidity was rising making me feel like I was having a hot flash too…This weekend I had to put up and take down my umbrella, put on and take off my jacket so many times that it became second nature for Zach to grab my purse whenever we changed environments so that I could reoutfit myself for whatever random weather condition Mother Earth had thrown at us…
The worst part about this 100% chance of rain is that I think I have begun to suffer from SAD, Seasonal Affective Disorder. The rain and the clouds and the cold weather has begun to get to me, I cope with this just fine at school because of my 20 minutes each day laying on a deserted island, or in a tanning bed…but there is no tanning bed here or real sun either, and I’ve begun to lose my golden glow both externally and internally. Several of you have mentioned it to me and its true, I have begun to sympathize with Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, I’m clicking my heels because there really is no place like home…There is nothing that I wouldn’t give for a Diet coke, good West Tennessee BBQ, and some Spill the Beans Ice Cream…But for right now I will have to be content with Fanta, Jambon and Formage Bagettes, and Nutella…
This weekend Zach and I took it easy and slowed down our break neck pace for a weekend in Paris. It turns out that since we both have early exams, we will be able to leave Metz early and will have nearly a week in Paris at the end of our trip, so seeing everything this weekend was not imperative. We focused on Greater Paris this weekend first with a trip down to Versailles on Saturday and then a trip up to Giverny, the home of Claude Monet, on Sunday. The waterlily gardens at Giverny were truly moving, and several hours of peace and serenity of gazing at them were just what I needed to fuel me for another week of school…The pictures are up on my webshots
Lots of Love,
Hillary
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