Day 23 those european men
There has been a flurry of activity today. I checked my e-mail and am swamped with e-mails about Paris. Apparently the Unesco people have found me accomodations in Paris, as I left Canada. Cheap too 200€ ($340-60) a month, it's a room with a shared bathroom and kitchen. But if I don't like it I can find another place. I am not sure why Wanda never mentioned this before, but I haven't really been in contact with her. So that is a relief, now I just have to focus on my visa application (Although if they tell me I have to go back to Canada, I am just gonna go to France anyways, because I am only there 10 days longer than I am supposed to be),send UNESCO a filled out application form (don't worry I have been accepted, I am going, it's just for records I am assuming), and get a medical certificate, make travel arrangments, and finish my online application to journalism school, and go cover and write my free lance articles for Anishinabek news. Gosh that's alot to do. I will be busy. I was freaking intially, because I thought the e-mail said they need a medical form dated at least 30 days prior to my arrival, and was all what am I going to do because I didn't get a physical before I left. Luckily they just need an certificate dated no earlier than a month prior to my arrival.
I am quite torn about the train or plane. On the one hand, I can go to Paris, and get there soon, with a minimal amount of trouble with my bags, or I can take the train, and really see some of Europe, but possibly have to change trains, and if I am in Germany it could be trouble understanding announcements, and if there is not a lot of time in between I could easily miss the train (As I did coming back from the Burgenland). It's a long trip. Plus there is a greater risk of theft in travelling by train, and I won't get my passport stamped Paris. Post a comment and tell me what you think.
Helga never came back btw, but we e-mailed back and forth yesterday. So anyways back to my activites I watched Whale Rider with Guy and Michi on Sunday, Gawan never showed up. The film was ok. Not my thing.
Yesterday, I got ordered to go the Akin support group thing, but Gawan met me, and we went there together. He lent me a cell phone, which is great! It is so sweet, he set it up for me, and made sure to switch it into English. We did the double kiss on the cheek thing when he met me at the bus stop. Hehehe. God I love Europe for that.
The Akin meeting was pretty boring, because most of it was in German. They hold these meetings at this place called American Latina. Gawan was so cute, whispering to me what they were talking about. When they started talking about the Dept. of Indian Affairs in Cda Gawan asked them to speak in english so I could understand. Apparently some top secret document has been released. Pretty big news.
After a bunch of us started talking, I started talking with this 52 year old american cherokee, and I tried to tell him I had to go catch my bus, but he kept on yakking. I think he was flirting with me because he kept on touching my arm. So I missed my bus (the last one of the night) and had to take a cab home, so this american guy, Gawan, Michi and her hubby walked with me to get a cab. Then I had to rush to get in. No double kisses that time. Damn.
So after I got out of the cab, I made a couple phone calls, and while I was on the phone I spied this guy and he was scamming on me -as they say in Alberta- and after I got of the phone we eventually started talking, and I gave him my phone number (gotta love the timing!). I completely forget his name but he is Turkish, and speaks a little English. He kissed my hand, and tried to kiss me, but I told him no. Like I am about to start kissing someone I just met on the street. As if! So he is supposed to call me after he gets of work or something, but I have plans. Lisa and I are going to go see the traditional version of the Nutcracker tonight. Besides I prefere Gawan, he is such a sweetie.
I am quite torn about the train or plane. On the one hand, I can go to Paris, and get there soon, with a minimal amount of trouble with my bags, or I can take the train, and really see some of Europe, but possibly have to change trains, and if I am in Germany it could be trouble understanding announcements, and if there is not a lot of time in between I could easily miss the train (As I did coming back from the Burgenland). It's a long trip. Plus there is a greater risk of theft in travelling by train, and I won't get my passport stamped Paris. Post a comment and tell me what you think.
Helga never came back btw, but we e-mailed back and forth yesterday. So anyways back to my activites I watched Whale Rider with Guy and Michi on Sunday, Gawan never showed up. The film was ok. Not my thing.
Yesterday, I got ordered to go the Akin support group thing, but Gawan met me, and we went there together. He lent me a cell phone, which is great! It is so sweet, he set it up for me, and made sure to switch it into English. We did the double kiss on the cheek thing when he met me at the bus stop. Hehehe. God I love Europe for that.
The Akin meeting was pretty boring, because most of it was in German. They hold these meetings at this place called American Latina. Gawan was so cute, whispering to me what they were talking about. When they started talking about the Dept. of Indian Affairs in Cda Gawan asked them to speak in english so I could understand. Apparently some top secret document has been released. Pretty big news.
After a bunch of us started talking, I started talking with this 52 year old american cherokee, and I tried to tell him I had to go catch my bus, but he kept on yakking. I think he was flirting with me because he kept on touching my arm. So I missed my bus (the last one of the night) and had to take a cab home, so this american guy, Gawan, Michi and her hubby walked with me to get a cab. Then I had to rush to get in. No double kisses that time. Damn.
So after I got out of the cab, I made a couple phone calls, and while I was on the phone I spied this guy and he was scamming on me -as they say in Alberta- and after I got of the phone we eventually started talking, and I gave him my phone number (gotta love the timing!). I completely forget his name but he is Turkish, and speaks a little English. He kissed my hand, and tried to kiss me, but I told him no. Like I am about to start kissing someone I just met on the street. As if! So he is supposed to call me after he gets of work or something, but I have plans. Lisa and I are going to go see the traditional version of the Nutcracker tonight. Besides I prefere Gawan, he is such a sweetie.
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