If You Can Justify It... (2/4)

Ain’t there a novel about a bunch of teenage guys slaving away in the sun? Oh, yeah, Holes by Louis Sachar. Good book, and the movie wasn’t bad either for Disney. I still wanna read the alternate ending where Stanley and Zero come out of the desert and lead the boys in a blood-drenched revolt against the guards using the shovels as weapons, and then escape with the treasure to Mexico.

Man, these days are flying by quickly. I get up at 7:15, because if I take a shower in the morning everyone else is still asleep and I can take as long as I want. They all get up at eight for breakfast, we catch the bus at 8:45, and get to the Old City at 9:20. We have lunch at around noon and a snack (Are we in preschool?) at 4:30. We quit work at 5:50 to catch the bus back to St. Blaise at 6:15. Then we have about an hour of free time before dinner, and ideally time for a big game with everyone afterward, but these past few nights we haven’t finished dinner until 10, and we all have to be in our tents by eleven.

But today Thérèse exceeded even her normal insanity by randomly deciding that a bunch of us at the Château needed to go see the Briançon Ski Museum and a modern art exhibit in the Old City at the end of the day. The museum was unimpressive; around the turn of the century, the French Army decided to imitate what the Finns have been doing for thousands of years and use skis for their alpine troops; the trend spread to the civilian population and people have been skiing here ever since. Cut, print. Good thing it was free, because if not it woulda been a tourist trap just like everything else in this town.

On the other hand, the art exhibition was really cool. It’s times like this where I almost regret the skills I learned in twelfth grade Theory of Knowledge, because I up and started discoursing on how one triptych of paintings was a commentary on Sino-Japanese relations from the 1930s to the present. I was just showing off, but everyone else was rapt with amazement. They started asking me to analyze all the other paintings, and no matter what I said they became more and more impressed.

Here’s a link to a video I been meaning to post since I was back in Rueil. Not Safe For Work: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yKS0yISz6xQ