Always fun

This morning we took a day trip to Chartres. I had heard of the cathedral there but knew very little about it other than it being known for its distinctive blue stained glass and mis-matched bell towers. Like many things experienced without expectations it turned out to be a great day. From the train station the church's steeples can be seen. Not so impressive, thought I at the time. Once arriving at the cathedral though I changed gears quickly. Chartres Cathedral is stunning inside, outside, sideways and every other angle you could possibly see it by. There were even some nuns wandering around just to add to the scene.

Later we took a drink in the old square, which was also beautiful, and we shocked our waiter by refusing the change from the bill. We haven't tipped much in France since it's not the norm, but have become accustomed to giving something in tourist areas where we figure waiters are either used to it or require it. Today, when the waiter brought my change and I said ca va, merci after the paper money was handed over his mouth dropped and he said, "you don't want your money?". No thanks said I and off he went to tell his co-workers about the either wealthy or crazy people at the little table under the tree. It was charming after the urban life Paris offers.

To top off the fun, the train home was full of the nuns we saw in the town and we were right in the middle of them. The train was crowded so Loïc and I were left to our own devices to entertain the sisters, one of whom is a sports fan from NY city. When the train arrived back in Paris all the sisters came by to squeeze Loïc and say bye. Somebody is sure to be in trouble and it's not me. I just hope I don't happen to be holding Loïc when a god throws a lightening bolt at him for flirting with all his devoted servants.