The family visits have officially started. From February 10th until April 10th the “American” chez moi de Paris is going to experience some tight squeezes.
In the next two months my grandmother, mother, brother, twin, best friend, and their significant others are all adventuring over. And that does not include Allie’s side of the family visiting ha.
Luckily for you, as for us, this means there will be many entertaining stories to follow.
You might be wondering how I could know such (emphasis on such) privileged information. . .
Well four days after my brother has arrived, I have found myself with this…
This weekend we were suppose to play Lyon, the number one team in France, but due to the bad weather the last two weeks our game got cancelled. With having their train tickets booked and us getting some time off we decided to head down south.
Which brings me to some interesting moments.
Once we arrived in Lyon, after almost missing the train . . .
(And by almost, I mean, we had to sprint and pay an extra 90 euros because we did not have enough time to print out our tickets!)
… We got to meet up with some ex WPS players, Camille Abily and Sonia Bompaster. With never really meeting these two I did not know what to expect. Yet after a 3 hour dinner, I can say they are both very kind, sarcastic, and have a very very special taste for food.
Meaning, that as we “foreigners” asked to try some Lyon delicacies,we should have thought twice before asking them. A couple bites of what I thought was steak was quickly introduced to me as kidney and liver. This, of course, was after a good 5 to 10 minutes of me eating it
If I have ever felt sick, I can usually hold my gags til the bathroom. But I am not kidding you, I could only make it outside before I regurgitated everything on the ground ….. The bathroom was simply too far ha.
Since I can remember, my brother and I have always competed with each other. From who can score the most goals in their season to who can finish their steaming hot chocolate first.
Yes, I know…… stupid ha
Yet whether it is the US or France, it still remains the same to this day.
So, as we are walking through the empty Lyon train station one night, we see two sets of escalators. We immediately decide to race and just for fun, we both have to go up the wrong way once … just to make it interesting, right?!? (stupid, stupid, stupid).
If you can imagine, there are two escalators right along side each other, one going up and the other going down.
Who can make it to the top first, one starts on one side, we change half way, than finish on the other.
The winner gets the ultimate prize……… WINNING! duh
After the rules were set, we take off. I start off with the lead and on the right way for the stairs, however, its when we changed side things took a “turn” for the worst.
Yep, I bit it. I didn’t just fall. I am talking about I was almost to the top, hands up to celebrate, and my foot got caught! BOOM I face planted, hands and feet sprawled like a snow angel.
I hit so hard that I couldn’t even try to play it off. I simply rode the escalator all the way down on my stomach and rode the right way back up ha.
I am still laughing thinking about it now and yes, my brother has not let it go! I don’t think he will until he leaves on Sunday, if ever. Daaaaaannnnnnnggggggg it.
On the soccer front, as I mentioned above, our games have been cancelled the last two weekends due to weather. I am praying that we get to play in the 2nd round of the Cup this weekend especially with my brother being here.
I think the picture explains itself ha.
Laure Boulleau, France’s outside left back, decided she wanted to dress up like me. Are the extra “pillows” really necessary?!?