The most wonderful weekend in Paris I ever have. Me and Michel took half a day off and he drove us (plus his sister-in-law) with his convertible. Man, that was the first time I ever sat into a real convertible. We opened the top and let the sunlight shone onto us. That felt good.
Then we had coffee and waited for Ioen (his brother) to come and had lunch with Merala. Then we set off with Ioen’s car. It was a bit clamped but hey, I had a great time.
Their dog, Lila, was just wonderful. I have thoroughly converted to be a dog lover.
Center Park was something like a resort with indoor sport hall and castles. Trees and nature, that was what I wanted. The moment we arrived, Michel and I rented two bikes. One for me and another one for Merala. We then unpacked and had some aperitif and headed off for some swimming.
There was a swimming pool with artificial wave. Tanzan shouted on the mike and the wave started. Kind of funny. And the best of all was the “waterfall” and it was totally fun.
Dinner was always grilled steak, pork, salad and fries. Kind of sick at the end but I didn’t mind. They played a bit of bridge with me besides learning the French. We all didn’t last very long and went to sleep after midnight.
Next day was intensive (Saturday). 11 am we had squash. 12 pm we had bowling. Then we did some cycling and had a good lunch (omelet and bread and salad). After lunch, I couldn’t help but to fall asleep. Probably because of the wine. Got up two hours later and headed to the water again. 7 pm we had badminton. I don’t really like badminton therefore I played the piano instead. Merala hurt her knees. How sad.
Dinner again and some card games.
As for Sunday, we had bowling in the morning and Merala couldn’t come and Dana stayed with her. I took some picture before lunch and Ioen was a very nice guy. He was very patience with my picture taking, not like Michel. I taught them how to play “Black Maria” after lunch and they all hooked onto it. After that, we had ping pong and badminton again.
And we left Center Park at midnight. Arrived at Michel’s place at 2am. Slept at 2:30am. Got up at 7:30am the next morning. Kind of harsh and he dropped me off at the railway station. After that he took his wife to the hospital.
At the evening, I called up Grace and arranged a time and place to meet. But the restaurant was closed down. And they didn’t wait for me. I then located the Hotel (the receptionist was an English and she directed me through the phone. Her name is Jill and is from Manchester. I ordered a drink and had a chat with her. Apparently, she just arrived at Paris and has no friend. Damn, I should have grabbed the chance.)
Had an informal meeting with Doug and went to TGI Friday’s with Alvin at 11:30 pm. What else? Slept at 2 am.