Alright, it's almost 1am here and I am enjoying a red wine, listening to Signor Ros and moving my ass to pack my things for a long weekend in Marseilles.
It'll be great weather and music on the streets as it will be the festival of music here in France. I am meeting a fellow artist who has just recently returned from the India and will continue on to Romania. I can't wait to meet him again and also a Canadian musician I met last fall.
Like RV, I do not possess a driver's license and never needed one. Sure, it gets more logistical but not by any means impractical or boring...actually it can be if you're not into that type of travel. But, I enjoy it tremendously! My heart races and I feel alive at each planned/unplanned voyage.
I've splurged on the TGV train for 80 euros since I tend to take this route a lot and unfortunately have outgrown the initial voyeuristic enjoyment of traveling south. That and the fact I haven't really slept in a day or so, I can barely muster up the courage to function past noon.
I felt this pang of excitement and nervousness while chatting to RV lately. The time is nearing, we will be together and mixed emotions as they are, I am just overwhelmed by my content. I miss you.
Talk soon.
- RV Girl
Listening to Signor Ros Takk
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