Buzzkill. I woke up happy and in a lively mood but spent far too much time on the computer today (the blog). At our late breakfast that Stan prepared, I tried to save some burning toast and got yelled at. Most of the time Stan is not as irritated as he sounds. It’s just what he does every now and then. Still, I don’t take getting yelled at very kindly. Complete buzzkill. That’s the way the day started and it was just one of those. I’m sharing this only because we are human. I suspect that everyone has a day or two like this now and then.
Still, in a bit of a huff, we ventured out to explore Bordeaux a little more. The weather is so stinking hot that even happy, optimistic attitudes can quickly deteriorate. We toured the parts of the Grand Opera House that is open to the public. We ogled and awed. It is one of the grandest buildings we have ever seen. Only those on a private guided tour can take a look at the actual theatre auditorium – we signed up for that tour tomorrow. Sadly there are no performances at all here in the month of August – it is vacation month. Outside the Opera House, we photographed a female figure sculpture and read a plaque that indicated there may be a collection of female sculptures done by the same artist all over town. We made a walking map and hiked out.
That thing was like a treasure hunt. We found a few notable destinations but the rest were simply never there or long gone. It was hot. We were miserable and dual buzzkills were kicking in. About 3 pm we finally said chuck it and walked to the School of Wine. It’s a very cool place; the decor is soothing and the air-conditioned salon makes one want to sit and sip a while. We had a glass of white wine and a plate of French seeded breads and a variety of cheeses. The day and our attitudes toward each other became much more kind. Stan kissed my forehead. I kissed his hand.
“Mama said there’ll be days like this, there’ll be days like this, my mama said.”
Mama said🙂
Sometimes we all need a break!