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Gondrexange

Finally, a spare moment to post some thoughts. I decided not to go to work this afternoon, like I had planned originally, because I had some stuff to do. First I had another hospital appointment and a total of 4 tubes of blood were taken. But because the entire country appears to be closed for maintenance, the bus takes an enourmous detour, which didn't leave me much time. Therefore I decided to go on my bike. It's only 8km and the sun was shining. And after my appoinment this morning I went into town to stock up on some stuff and I've have only just gotten back.

Anyhow, I've cleared away most of my vacation stuff and though we had a good time last week, I'm looking forward to some solitude in the coming weeks. My parents are leaving again tomorrow and my brother is still in Tunisia (CIA Tunisia Factbook). Oh, it only just occured to me I haven't written anything about last week. Well, I joined my parents on an old-style holiday (when my brother and I were little, the four of us would do this one month out of every year) in France with my tent and their caravan. Because we only had a week we decided to stay in the northern parst and ended up in a small town called Gondrexange, in the Lorraine region. From there we explored the surrounding towns and sights, like the Parc Animalier de Sainte-Croix and ofcourse Strasbourg.

I didn't get round to reading everything I had planned, but I did read Just for Fun by Linus Torvalds, The Silver Sword (The Heirs of Cahira O'Connor , No 1) by Angela Elwell Hunt, the beautiful The River Midnight by Lilian Nattel and am currently halfway through re-reading Tolkien's The Fellowship of the Ring (The Lord of the Rings, Part 1). As I was browsing the bookstore this afternoon I noticed all kinds of new editions of this popular novel. But I'm glad I've got my dads old copy, which he got on his birthday, when I was just 2 weeks old. It's gone all yellow and folded, but I think that's the charm of books, don't you?