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Sunday, July 29, 2007

Where in the world did Dawn get lost? # 37

She wandered all around the 6th arrondissment looking for the Metro stop. I swear it, she did not see any of them. I don't know what she was looking for, probably a sign that said BART or an elevated train like they have in Chicago. It boggles the mind.

She had a lovely tour of the left bank. She found Notre Dame (like you could miss it) and she walked all the way down to the book stalls. But she never found the Metro. I think she probably followed the river, thinking that there would be a stop right along the path. Um, nope.

I got home from shul and she wasn't yet back. I had been gone about 5 or 6 hours, so I knew something was wrong. The hotel Matron told me that she had gone out several hours ago, but had not returned. I was tired, so I lay down for a while, but the phone rang interrupting my sleep.

"I'm lost" she cried. She was sobbing. "I don't know where I am. There's a big park, and a big hill, and a big church, and a lot of people going up and down the hill. I walked down to the river, but I couldn't find the subway (um, it's the Metro, you moron). Can you come and get me?"

I have no clue as to where she is. I ask her for street signs. She can't seem to read them. I tell her to grab someone so I can ask, but she can't seem to get across what she wants to passers by. Snotty French!

I ask her to describe again just what she's seeing. She's in a garden. In the background is a big giant mansion. Way in the back, up on a hill is a big church with a dome. There's a statue and a small cement pond.

Holy Jethro, she's in Luxembourg Gardens right at the foot of the Pantheon. Now how the hell did she get there? I have no clue. But I know where it is, and I know how to get there fast, and I tell her exactly where to stand and I'll be there in a half hour. Margalit to the rescue!

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Blogger JaniceNW said...

Now Dawn and I have different attitudes. I am never lost, I'm just on an adventure of exploration. My kids really liked this when they were smaller. It was a fun way to deal with a wrong turn or a missed exit on the freeway.

29/7/07 3:35 AM  

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