Scruffy

I’ve decided to be bohemian and grow my hair out and a beard. It’s day two of the beard and about a week since my last haircut, so we’ll see how long it lasts.

A stranger knocked on my door yesterday. He was well dressed in a suit and tie and he had a name tag on from some place of business. He spoke only French and Amy wasn’t here so I did my best to figure out what he wanted. I could really only get out that I didn’t speak French and that I was American. He said something about the telephone and I’m not sure if he thought it needed repair or was saying I had phoned him about something or if he just wanted to use the phone. He went away after I said no to whatever he wanted with the phone. Very strange though.

Amy and I bought groceries today. It took us two trips because we needed a lot and there is only so much we can carry without a car. We felt weird going to the same shop so we went to two separate stores. Actually, technically it was the same store, ATAC, but in two different locations.

Yesterday, I was really early to my French lesson so I stopped on a bridge over a canal and watched the water flow for several minutes. While I was waiting a lady passed by pushing another lady in a wheelchair. A couple of minutes later I started heading to my lesson. Just over the bridge and down a little path I suddenly saw the handicapped ladies bum in all its glory! She was being held up by the lady who was pushing her, having just finished what must have been a potty break. There they were struggling to get the lady’s pants back up. Ahhhh! I’ve seen little boys and drunks relieving themselves in the city but never this. A naked bum is not exactly what I had imagined myself viewing as I walked through the city that day.