Stranded.
That's what I was, Stranded in France with no way of contacting home.
I finally get up from my seat in the airport and walk outside into the warm, early evening air.
I walk up to a train stand and say in my best French, "One ticket to The Eiffel tower please".
I take my ticket and walk to the back of the train.
I sit next to a teenage boy, probably around 16. he was looking out the window and humming quietly to himself.
"Salut" I say after an awkward 5 minutes (Salut is Hello in French btw).
"Hello..." he says, not moving his gaze from the window.
He was English, like me. Thank god. My French wasn't very good.
''Oh, you are English?" I say. he looked at me with a strange look that made me turn away.
When the train finally stopped I get off quickly, hoping to find a hotel before it got dark.
I finally found a decent sounding place called Chambres d'hôtes à Rosella. (Translator: Rosella's bed and breakfast)
To my surprise, when I walked in I saw the same boy from the train. We met eyes for a second before I looked away towards the check in.
A middle-ageed woman came up to me and said in a heavy accent "Bonjour et Bienvenue au Bed and Breakfast de Rosella! Comment puis-je vous aider?" (Translator: Hello and welcome to Rosella's bed and breakfast! how may I help you?)
I answer her as French-y as I can "I would like to book a room thank you." she nods to show she understand and hurries off behind the counter.
I take a seat on one of the soft velvet couches and sigh.
I only open my eyes when I hear somebody calling me "Miss? Hello?" it was the boy from the train.
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I don't know what to call this...
RomanceA 19 year old girl named Carla is stranded in Marseille, France with no way home. she uses the little money she has to get a train ticket to Paris, were she meets a unlikely friend. Follow Clara around the world as she gets herself in and out of tro...
