Wednesday, September 25, 2013
morning in strasbourg
on our busy mornings in strasbourg, when we'd be hurrying out into town to go to the market or catch the train, things were boisterous and chaotic as we'd pack our lunches into the backpack and decide which shoes would be best for walking that day. not this morning, though. the quiet mornings, they were my favorite, I think. usually Grant and Malik would run early to get a fresh baguette from the boulangerie, and maybe a couple croissants or some pain au chocolat. we'd eat with the morning sunlight pouring in the window. Lori usually left the newspaper on the table, and my mom would often scour the map as we planned our day. Grant and I would maybe play a game of jungle speed (couldn't go a day without it there, you know), and I would journal, like I did every day.
they were good mornings, those slow ones in strasbourg. I miss them.