rossa

the beginning of my day was not to productive. i made pancakes and watched french tv. i raked some leaves into a pile and decided i would get around to putting them in a sac some other time for pierettes friend who is building a dry toilet. then i took the dogs for a walk. i am realizing that where i am right now is nice and all, but im not learning any of the skills i'm interested in like self sustainability, compost, and all that. so i think i will stay here for another week or so then go to that place where i was the other day where they make cheese and have a greywater sytem in the making. that would be good for me. i do like working for pierette, shes great.
anyway, after not doing much for a big part of the day i went for a bike ride. i was riding down the street and i saw some old guy and i said parla vu englay ( i dont know how to spell it but it means do you speak english) he said he did a little, and i asked him where i could go to find music or something. he told me to ride 40 mins or so a couple villages away. i rode for a bit then saw this abandoned rode that was being overgrown so i went down it for a bit. it got more narrow as i went along and steeper. eventually there was a sign for the village he was telling me about so i went in that direction and the trail started going down real steep and i was going sooooo fast. i was pretty nervous. i was so happy and excited that i started to make loud and weird noises.
when i got into town i went to the first bar i saw and got a drink. i said the parla vu englay thing but they didnt speak english. i said 'beer' and they understood that. i drank my beer outside next to my bike and relaxed for a while. then i asked someone across the way where there might be music going on. he told me to go 300 meters down the way. so i did and i walked into this really interesting bar with lots of books that i could not read because they were in french. i talked to the bartender for a bit. he spoke some english. he said there wasnt anything going on that night, but he was nice enough to write down the website of the place and give me the owners contact info so i keep keep up to date. already, i lost that piece of paper. i left the bar and started riding my bike down the rode and then it started raining. i had my rain gear but i figured i would just go back to the bar and have a drink and wait for the rain to pass. thats when i met rossa.
i think her name is rossa but im not sure. if it did not start raining i wouldn't have met her that night. 10 minutes is alot of time. she started talking to me after she heard me talking with the bartender. she was sitting down and i was standing at the bar. then she pulled out the chair next to her and asked me if i wantd to sit. she talked for a long while. about her travels to asia, about her living situation in switzerland and how she is getting old and needs to figure out what she needs to do to have a secure future. she was saying how she is a hippie, an old one. she said fuck alot , which was annoying because she would hold out the f, like ffffffffffuck, maybe more like, fffffffffffaahck. she bought me a beer. i think i will see her again sometime soon.
i got back to pieretts house and i just ate food. pooja made instant soup and ramen. then i ate an ice cream bar. bon nuiet

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