EXCERPT FROM SARA’S JOURNALDecember 6, 1998
Near Urrugne
Cote Basque
The babbling of the Nivelle makes white noise like the womb. Our sleep
is bathed in dreams and comfort. Rich wants it to rain and reminisces about a Vancouver
winter.
The gite takes first place for warmth. It has something to do with the
second floor. The heat from the electric radiator climbs up the stairs and into the
bedroom. It’s cozy up here with the river below our window.
We buy a traversant case at the Carrefour. A traversant
is a bolster pillow. It looks like a giant sausage and takes some getting used to. The traversant
case is a massive condom and takes the two of us to pull it over the bolster.
Madam et Monsieur Defau drive back to Bordeaux and leave us with a Chateau
de By, de Medoc. We’re flabbergasted with their generosity but don’t tell
them we have capped our wine budget at a punchy 8F bottle of Vin de Pays. It’s made
with the grapes stomped by the guy with the grubby feet.
Rich kills mosey 3.0 and publishes mosey 4.0. The evening is spent
checking the sight and hoping things have updated successfully. I’ve discovered the live
edit. This is when I surf the sight and make changes online. The editing can go on
forever.
