bienvenue chez moi

Les dunes de flandre. It is where I live. On sunday, I woke up early and made myself a little breakfast. I got my bike out to ride it to the St Pol sunday market, not knowing that it was on the next street over. As much as I love our bellingham saturday market, nothing really beats european markets. where else do you have produce and electronics spread on tables feet from eachother? :) I walked up and down the street and after an hour I had filled my little basket and spent only about 10 euro. I bought half of a roasted chicken, a delicious aged sausage with a delicious herb-y skin, potatoes, apples, banannas, spinach, pears, garlic, fresh pressed apple juice, zucchini and more! I brought my treasures home and hopped back on my bike to ride to the beach. Sunday happened to also be the day of the Dunkerque marathon, so parts of my ride to the beach were on the course of the marathon. I rode to the beach, and then rode along the beach for a long while. Finally the path ended, i locked up my bikey and walked the beach. I could see belgium in the distance, had I been more adventurous and not as hungry, i would have been able to walk all the way there. The beach was full of people doing everything you could imagine! walking, running, driving their cars, sailing, kite-surfing etc. there is "char a voile' which is like this little land sail boat with wheels. and people who put on wet suits, take kayak paddles and "walk in the sea" also people were out in the waves net fishing. I came upon ruins of a battery that once protected the coast. these huge concrete things, perched precariously in the sand, tipped sideways because of the sand that had eroded away. exploring these was very strange, climbing inside and looking through the windows that a soldier once looked through down the barrel of his gun. goose-bumpy.

I made my way home, had a little lunch and went back out again to see what I could see. Went to see Le Petit Nicholas (this french book that i read in highschool) at the movie theatre, because even I an understand french in a children's movie. Then came home to have a dinner of market chicken, fork mashed potatoes (you do what you can when your kitchen has nothing...) and sauteed spinach! a little reading and then i was in bed by 10....

I am definitely feeling the effects of all of this alone time, i think once im settled in a little better I will be ok.