CASEY, Paris, Grimault, and Lyon:

biancas arrival and the streets of lyon
at this point my excitment for biancas arrival was beyond words. her plane arrived at charles de gaule air port at 7am, so in order for me to be there waiting at the gate to welcome her i had to take a train into paris and check my self in at the closest airport hotel that i could find. peice of cake. that night i couldnt sleep, it felt like i was a little boy again, trying to fall asleep on christmas eve night. aka impossible. i was so excited! so that morning i woke up at 6, giving my self plenty of time, of course the shuttle to the air port was 45 min late, but once i was on i was getting more and more nervouse, i had it all planned out in my head perfectly, i was going to be at the gate when she arrived and we would have a long imbrace and then walk off to our hotel. but the damn shuttle was taking way too long and i was starting to panic, i wasnt going to make it! AAHHHHH! to be continued....... just kidding i made it! there plane was like 20 min late or something, haha. so needless to say we had the long loving imbrace and i think that it was hard to believe that we finally had each other again, it took a while to set in for me, i had had so many dreams about that moment that it didnt seem real. ok anyway we got to our hotel via train and found that our room would not be ready until 3, it was 11 in the morning and bianca was really jet lagged, so we just miandered around paris for a long time until we found a little park where we sat and watched this little girl in her inosent little school uniform steel a scooter from a little boy half her size, poor kid. eventually we got into our room and slept for a long time. we would wake up in the middle of the night and talk about what our lives have held since we left each other, it was a very piece full (perfect) night. our time in paris seemed to fly bye, but while we were there we did alot, we walked form notre dame to the arc de triumph and then from the arc de triumph to the eiffle tower and then back to our hotel. now if you have been to paris you should know that this is no walk in the park, (not litterally) it is quite the hike, oh boy where we tired. so we stoped by an out door market, got some snacky food and went up to our room munched on some fresh fruit and bread and took a nap. after our nap we went out to explore the paris night life and unfortunatly it was pretty dead, so we just decided to call it a night and hit the hay.

The next day we packed our bags and met my grandparents alice and david at a near by cafe, it was pretty cold that day so we got some mulled wine (warm wine) The entire lunch was lovely, after that we drove to grimault (grandparents home town) Grimault is a small town in the middle of the cuts, so it was about an hour and a half long drive. it was an amusing drive for me because i could tell that bianca really wanted to fall asleep (on the count of not getting used to the time change soon enough) but she wouldnt because she wanted to see the french country side, haha gotta love her!

we spent 3 nights in grimaultm, one night in noyers, which is a neighboring town and one night in montbard, another neighboring town. our time together was great. like i said before, it was a dream come true!

the night we spent in montbard was our last night before we saw chelsea (montbard is where the train station was) so we woke, got on the right train and made our way to lyon to meet a dear freind. the train ride was about an hour and a half but it felt like 15 min. i swear being with bianca makes time fly by. anyway we get to lyon and sure enough, there is chelsea waiting for us in her trendy french wear.
now chelsea and bianca and i had a couch surfer lined up for us to stay with, the moment that we called to see where this guy was he told us that him and all his freinds were having an early christmas party, and he told us to come and party with him. I think it would have been rude to say no so we abliged and made our way to some random house with alot of yelling and laughing pouring from it, we knew right away that this was the place, whether we liked it or not. he welcomed us in and much to our suprise there were about 30 french young adults, drunk and having a great time. true at first it was alittle akward, we slowly got in the groove and made some freinds. our host was a great guy he took great care of us and his roomates were great too. our time in lyon went by so fast. chelsea, bianca and i did so much, we went to a zoo, we explored lyon at night, we went to out door markets, oh the list go's on. but it ended way to quick for me to realize that this wasnt a dream, it was real. damn!

it ok, dont feel bad......it has a happy ending. well kind of, on our 5th day i think, it was time for me to go, so i packed my bags and said goodbye to my love and my dearest freind. it was hard having to say good bye for a second time, but it was all worth it.

so that is my lyon story. i hope you liked it, i kept it short....ish, simple and sweet.

talk to yall later

much love, casey