Did I mention I sold out of all the books I brought to the festival?—it's true! I didn't have much left on Sunday, but it was all gone by 2 or so. The day had a weird vibe to it. Very slow-paced, then suddenly, half the vendors started to pack up between 1-3. Then, festival-goers started swarming in a purchasing frenzy from 2-4. Xavier wanted to stay until 5, so we waited until things died down and then left. Lovely evening and train ride back to Paris, and the next morning, I awoke to a very pretty snowfall that brought CDG to 10% of operating capacity. I arrived in Dublin 4+ hours late, and missed my connection. Despite being checked through Passport Control by a DEVASTATINGLY GORGEOUS dark-haired, blue-eyed, very friendly Irish guy, I was disappointed to be delayed... as it seemed I'd be adding on a spontaneous stay in Ireland to my trip.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Homeward bound
Did I mention I sold out of all the books I brought to the festival?—it's true! I didn't have much left on Sunday, but it was all gone by 2 or so. The day had a weird vibe to it. Very slow-paced, then suddenly, half the vendors started to pack up between 1-3. Then, festival-goers started swarming in a purchasing frenzy from 2-4. Xavier wanted to stay until 5, so we waited until things died down and then left. Lovely evening and train ride back to Paris, and the next morning, I awoke to a very pretty snowfall that brought CDG to 10% of operating capacity. I arrived in Dublin 4+ hours late, and missed my connection. Despite being checked through Passport Control by a DEVASTATINGLY GORGEOUS dark-haired, blue-eyed, very friendly Irish guy, I was disappointed to be delayed... as it seemed I'd be adding on a spontaneous stay in Ireland to my trip.
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