I love to travel but for some reason I always have bad luck. The times that I really had to catch that plane, train or bus, it seemed that there was this universal force keeping me from making it on time. I admit, sometimes I really am on time. For example right now, waiting for the train to go home to my family with Christmas.
This time waiting isn’t that bad at gare du Nord. I’m surrounded by decorations and lights. I get hypnotized by the dancing lights on the floor that calm down my nerves. Cause even though I’m way on time at the station, it’s my transfer that I’m worried about. Because of severe wind, trains are delayed. My transfer time is only 20 minutes. I get out of my hypnosis from a Christmas bell that swifts by. It’s just the food cart, well, let’s try to stay in the Christmas spirits anyway.
I wish you all a marvellous Christmas, may all your gifts be appreciated and that yours will be of your hearts desires.
Dit-oui 