Friday, November 09, 2007

Friday 9 November 2007: Heidi and Sarah are back in Belgium folks and ready for their weekends of facials, massages, and Little House on the Prairie..

Sarah says:
See! We are still trying our best to look you in the eye while smiling so you'll think we're attractive! Is it working? Granted neither of us had enough sleep so there me be a few eye-cockies and spit lines and the like...

There we are in Paris. We had to get a photo with the word Paris in it and that's all we could come up other than the same tourist sign I git last week while there. It's such a freaking great city. The infrastructure of the metro lines is out of this world. There are worlds and worlds and worlds under the streets.

And there we are looking rather washed out while waiting for our TGV back to Lille. That's one hell of a train board. Old school and lovely. Who needs all the new stuff! I would love to have such a clicky, turning info board in my home. I feel like I have one in my head already!

Alas -- home sweet home or rather LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRAIRIE time! My kid was happy to see me! She begged to do my hair while watching our favorite show. How could I say no to a free head-massage - even if it would mean a few painful yanks, some stuck rubberbands, lots of broken hair and a twisted up brush! No pain, no gain, right? Travelling is fun but there's no place like home. This time I travelled light for once. And it amazes me every time that my back no longer aches, even after walking up and down stairs carrying a small suitcase... You like the hairstyle my kid gave me?
Speaking of Travelling Light - here's the lyrics to one of my favorite songs of all time...

Tindersticks - Travelling Light lyrics

There are places I don’t remember
There are times and days, they mean nothing to me
I’ve been looking through some of them old pictures
They don’t serve to jog my memory
I’m not waking in the morning, staring at the walls these days
I’m not getting out the boxes, spread all over the floor
I’ve been looking through some of them old pictures
Those faces they mean nothing to me no more
I travel light
You travel light
Everything I’ve done
You say you can justify, mmm you travel light
I can’t pick them out, I can’t put them in this saddle bag
Some things you have to lose along the way
Times are hard, I’ll only pick them out, wish I was going back
Times are good, you’ll be glad you ran away
Do you remember, how much you loved me?
You say you have no room in that thick old head
Well it comes with the hurt and the guilt, and the memories
If I had to take them with me I would never get from my bed
There’s a crack in the roof where the rain pours through
That’s the place you always decide to sit

Yeah I know I’m there for hours, the water running down my /your face
Do you really think you keep it all that well hid?
No but I travel light
You don’t travel light
Everything I’ve done
It’s just a lie, you don’t travel light
I’m travelling light
No you don’t travel light
I travel light
No, no, you don’t travel light
I’m travelling light
You don’t travel light

Here's the You Tube video of it!

And if you like Tindersticks, make sure to check a lot of their videos via this link!

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