Day 150: or The Day I Happily Showed The Train Police My Ticket

I woke up on the train as it was pulling into the Paris station. I've never managed to stay asleep with the commotion that occurs in the last 30 minutes but somehow, I managed. I hopped up and was out the door before everyone else who'd been awake much longer I'm sure. I needed to be back in Saint-Nom by, 11:30 to pick the Kid up from school for lunch. Starting today, I'm going to get him on Mondays and Thursdays for lunch at home with me. When I got to the next station, I boarded the train and got comfortable just in time to see a man make a mad dash for the door. This is a good sign there are train police, and sure enough, a group of 6 or so stood at the far end of my car. Since I was able to find my valid ticket this time, I sat there without worry. It's a much improved feeling to the last time.


I got home but missed the minibus that can take you back to town so I hoofed it up the hill just in time to get him. When I got to the school, one of his friends invited him to lunch, so off he went, with no reason for me to be there at all. I was happy to not have to rush home and make lunch though. I unpacked and checked back in to my real world. The rest of the day went smoothly and we began our very short week.