Thursday, February 7, 2013

Hey guys..I can't feel my nose..



have you ever been so cold that you run over to your friends yelling
"I CANT FEEL MY NOSE"
"GUYS is my nose still on my face???? I can't feel it...i'm so cold"
Yeeeaaaaa....That was me a year ago.

Here's the story!

We spent a day in Arles France...you know the town Caesar established in like 40 A.D. or something like that...Well we learned a lot while we were here...
We learned about Bull Fights...and the this is where Van Gogh was when he cut off his ear!!
We also learned not to Dilly Dally when preparing to leave...

See we had a train to catch so the morning we were planning to leave we were just hanging out in the hotel lobby just chillaxin....waiting for word on when it's time to go...

ALERT FIRE ON THE TRACKS..
Yes there happens to be a fire on the tracks while we're sitting in the hotel.
Word get's to us that all trains scheduled are cancelled...
Well we still have to leave somehow...
So it's announced to us in a PANICKED tone that there is hope.
There is a bus waiting at the train station...only problem is it's leaving in 5 minutes.
{This is like the scene from home alone when the family wakes up late but
they still have to get to the airport on time or they will miss their flight}
Chaos ensues...

We grab our bags and start running...The train station i'll have you know is about a 10 minute walk...down curvy hilly french streets...
We are running....
Did i mention we are running against the wind and the temperature is well below −1
Yet we continue to Run..we have to catch the bus!!
did i mention we have 3 little one's on the trip with us who also have to run...
DID I MENTION WE HAVE A RENTED CAR WE HAVE TO TURN BACK IN....
we are running....

We get to the train station just as the bus out front...pulls...away!!
Defeated we all go into the train station and that's when i panic because i can't feel my nose...
We end up sitting in the station for about 2 hours being serenaded by a terrifying homeless man!!



2 HOURS LATER

We find out that there is another bus..PRAISE..
but the bus is in town...by our hotel....where we just were 2 hours ago...
we still have the car that needs to be turned in...
Since we have the car we decide to put it to good use...
We put all of our bags in the car and Blynn our trip parent takes the bags up to the bus stop..
He takes one of the group members up there too so they can stay with the bags while he goes to turn the car in..We didn't have to run this time but walking back up the hill you just ran down was pretty exhausting...not to mention annoying!!

We get to to bus stop but Blynn still isn't there....we're loading onto the bus..blynn still isn't here..
Come to find out the car place was closed for lunch...So we had to leave blynn in Arles..
He caught the next bus to our next stop Aix en Provence.

We were all reunited later that day!!!

Here's some Facebook post's to make it all more dramatic!! ;)




-Emily




1 comment:

  1. Quand j'étais une étudiante en France, je suis allée à Arles avec mon prof et les autres étudiants pendant le Toussaint!

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