7/7. This is a seriously
suspicious date that makes you expect something really strange happening. Like
an apocalypse. Well, it certainly was very close. We got up around noon
(remember, we haven’t slept much for the whole week and the Paris trip didn’t help us to catch up on our
sleep and ease the deprivation). The weather didn’t look that bad. We got used
to Angers
weather being very London-like, always cloudy and moderately raining. As soon
as we set our feet outside of the student residence, there magically appeared a
Niagara twin right above us. In about 10
seconds, we were completely drenched. There was enough water in my shoes for
getting several fish there and maybe even a smaller boat. When a car was
driving by, it raised a tsunami. But we refused to give up and made it to the
bus station and then to the city center. We gave up on sightseeing though,
because the rain made the seeing part a bit difficult. But just a little rain
wouldn’t really be enough to call it an apocalypse.
The other
part was that buses in Angers
behaved even more strangely than usual. For example they didn’t go to the
centre as usual, but stopped only at the train station. When we (excuse my
vocabulary, but I really have to use it now), really pissed off, reached the
center, we found out it was because of markets in the streets. If you’re
imagining some cool traditional markets, you couldn’t be further away from
truth. It was mainly cheap, ugly shoes or stuff on sale that the shop
assistants decided to display on the streets. I got two knitting magazines for
my mum (and after about 20 repeats managed to convey a simple sentence “My mum
will like them, she made the sweater I’m wearing” to the shop assistant, who
was extremely sweet). Then I found an ultra cute store where I got post-it
notes on sale and three cute marmalades (just how lovely is the packaging?) and
didn’t have the guts to ask if I could take a picture of the shop’s interior.
If you ever go to Angers,
you should check it out.
Since we needed a short pause,
we stopped by an English café (I’ll tell you straight away - we managed to
avoid French cafés for pretty much the whole 2 weeks). I ordered a small teapot
of “Douceur Angevine” and scones with marmalade and mascarpone, it was really
delicious.
(Here are
the mags I got, and some disgusting Monoprix sushi I had for dinner.)
Then I
managed to finally get a souvenir for my boyfriend, did some shopping in the
supermarket and returned back home, since there was something pretty cool going
to happen later, but that’s a secret. ^.-
Yours truly
Vita
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