Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in my cozy little flat on Rue de la République, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I head to the café on Avenue de la République for my usual croissant and coffee. I’m all set to enjoy my morning, but then BAM! The barista spills hot coffee all over the counter. I mean, come on! It’s like a scene from a bad rom-com. I’m just sitting there, trying not to laugh, while she’s frantically cleaning up. I felt bad for her, but also, I couldn’t help but think, “Girl, you had one job!”
After that little fiasco, I stroll down to Parc du Tremblay. It’s a beautiful park, right? Trees everywhere, kids playing, and I’m just soaking it all in. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, chasing a soccer ball, and WHAM! He crashes into me. I’m like, “Dude, watch where you’re going!” But he just giggles and runs off. Kids, man. They’re like little tornadoes of chaos.
So, I finally find a bench to chill on. I’m just about to pull out my notebook and jot down some thoughts when I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting match. I’m trying to mind my own business, but they’re right in my face. The guy’s like, “You never listen!” and the girl’s like, “Well, you never talk!” I’m thinking, “Wow, relationship goals, right?” I mean, I’m a counselor, so I’m tempted to jump in and be like, “Hey, let’s talk about your feelings!” But nah, I just sit back and enjoy the show.
Then, I decide to take a walk along the banks of the Marne. It’s so pretty there, with the water glistening and the boats floating by. But then, I see this guy trying to impress his date by showing off his rowing skills. Spoiler: he fails miserably. He tips the boat, and they both end up in the water. I’m dying laughing. Like, dude, you had one job!
After that, I’m feeling a bit peckish, so I hit up this little bistro on Rue de la Fontaine. I order a quiche, and it’s honestly the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I’m in food heaven. But then, the waiter brings me the wrong dish. I’m like, “Uh, I ordered the quiche, not the mystery meat.” He looks at me like I’m speaking Martian. I mean, c’mon, it’s not rocket science!
Finally, I wrap up my day with a stroll through the streets of Saint-Maur. I pass by the Église Saint-Hilaire, and it’s just stunning. I stop to take a pic, and this old lady comes up to me and starts chatting. She’s telling me about how she’s lived here her whole life. I’m like, “Wow, that’s amazing!” But then she starts going off about how the city’s changed. “Back in my day…” you know the drill. I’m nodding along, but inside I’m thinking, “Lady, I just wanted a nice photo!”
By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. My head’s spinning from all the craziness. I plop down on my couch, and I can’t help but laugh. What a wild ride! Saint-Maur-des-Fossés, you never fail to surprise me. I love this city, even with all its quirks. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!