https://www.earthhour.org/what-is-earth-hour
Today. I was out for drinks with a French friend. Getting to our usual café is normally a snap. One bus. Straight shot. But not on a Saturday with the Gilet Jaune. All the buses around me were Arret Non Desservi. Not running. And the most direct metro route didn’t work as the transfer station was closed by the police. So a rather roundabout way got me there. A lovely chat as usual with a dear friend. I like dear friends. The only sour note was the bill.
I decided to have a glass of wine. In honor of the spring like day, I chose a rose. I picked the cheaper choice. Had a small taste and didn’t care for it much. So I had a taste of the more expensive one. Didn’t like that at all so went back to the original. The bill came with the pricier one. The waitress had gone. The waiter got the boss man. He argued with me. I argued back. I wasn’t backing down and it was becoming the principle of the thing. He finally grabbed the receipt and took it back and returned it less the extra expense. We were talking a 5 euro difference. He calmed down by the end. Ha.
My friend went off to dance and I headed home, taking the metro and then deciding to walk instead of changing trains. Great idea. As I came around the corner to the Eiffel Tour, by the time I had my phone out to take pictures it started glittering. If you followed my FaceBook page, you would be sick of my ET photos. I am a sucker for it. Shrug As I got closer to it and it stopped glittering (5 minutes, on the hour) I saw w:ords – Earth Hour. Earth hour. When everyone is supposed to turn off the lights for an hour at 8:30 Pm local time. It was 8:10 by the time I realized I had forgot all this. And yes, I sat down to wait.
There’s a lot of time to wait in Paris. On buses. For buses. For metro. On trains. And for the Eiffel Tower to go dark.
I timed it well and got a video of it all lit up and suddenly dark. I’m a nerd for this kind of stuff.
But I decided to come home instead of waiting another hour for it to light up again.
Time changes here tonight. Well, actually Sunday at 2 am when it will spring forward to 3 am. And I will be back to 9 hours difference between Paris and the Pacific Daylight Time. I like daylight savings time. I prefer darker mornings.
So today I stop for a soda. Really needed the caffeine. Asked for it and went to le toilette. Came back. It was on the counter. Helped myself. And then asked for a straw. In French. She didn’t understand me. Tried several times. Both English and French. She finally got it. Then she said, the reason she didn’t understand is that she didn’t expect me to speak French so well. Therefore, it just didn’t compute in her brain. But she did say that I indeed said it correctly. Ha!