Eternity of Sojourner

E o S: 4

Caen
7th Jan, Saturday

Why is it so hot here? Isn't it supposed to be winter?

Maybe because you are still dressed like an Eskimo.

Oh right. It's one in the afternoon. And I'm done! I almost kissed the ground once I came out from Château de Caen. I can finally rest for a few days. Finally. The place itself was beautiful though. Half the time I had to make the guide repeat her speech, so I could concentrate and write.

Castles of any kind make my sixteen-year-old self quake. They are so magical, so eternal, so....perfect!

Ugh, sigh.

Coming back to reality, I take off my woollen scarf. Well it's not my fault it was so cold in the morning. This magical château was the last place on my list, meaning I have go back to rainbow and sunshine i.e, London, tomorrow.

Yey me!

My flight is at 6:30 in the morning. So I decided to give myself a fancy treat. After I'm done making a dent on my card, I'll go back to the hotel to pack then maybe just wander around the city.

As I reach À Contre Sens, a guard opens the door for me. There are still many people inside but the rush hour looks to have passed. Removing my sunnies, I place my bags down and sit near a window as shown by the maître d'hôtel. I check the menu quickly once she's gone.

"Mademoiselle, what would you like for drink?"
"Juice please. And I'll have langoustines bisque with cheese and salad." I say, placing my order as well.
"Okay, I will come in a short time, mademoiselle."

While waiting for my order, I look around. Wow this place is fancy. Too fancy. There's a fancy young couple at my 1 o'clock, four fancy dowager looking ladies next to my table. A group of businesspersons discussing in hushed voices which very much could be about a secret government mission.

Yes their attire screamed that important. At least to me. A lady in a burgundy suit seemed to explain something to others. While a man sat beside her occasionally inputing-

Wait!- Is that the lifeguard from yesterday? Oh shit, what is he doing here? Why do I care? I have to powder my nose. What! Let's go to the bloody loo!

I function shit under pressure of mortification. And this was one of those situations. It's childish but when I wobbled partially to the bathroom, my only goal was to not exist here.

And I succeeded! Pacing the room a few time, I washed my hand, pep talked in front of the mirror a few times and came out once my arrhythmia subsided.

When I came back, the waiter was at my table. I muttered a quick apology and sank in my seat. He left promptly leaving my order.

Okay. Finish your food without looking up. Pay. And bolt out. Simple. Right? I followed just that until I looked up to reach for the juice. I felt like a deer caught in headlight. The lifeguard- businessman was looking at me. Shit. He didnot even look away when I caught him staring!

Btw he has green eyes, not grey. Right. They are beautiful though, Shells. True dat. Shelly's comment referring to my musing from yesterday while driving. I don't know why I thought about them in the first place. She is finally able to look away when guard-man looks away.

Hey!

Now that I notice his surroundings, his associates, the lady and a man, are also looking at my general direction. I looked away immediately and continued eating my food as if nothing happened. Code red. Disappear asap.