Day Three - A Hint of Something Better to Come

The start of a work week can have different effects on different people. Some wake up, filled with excitement and anticipation of the week ahead, while others, hit the snooze button 3 times before finally realizing what time it is and rushing to get to work. Today, although happy, I neither felt excitement or dismay. I hit the snooze button once, but more out of principle than

necessity. It just seemed like the right thing to do at 6:20 this morning.

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Today, while taking a stroll to pick up the office mail, the most pleasant smell crossed my nose, and within seconds, I was transported to another year and place: Collonge, France, Fall, 2005. The man standing next to me at an intersection had a Venti Starbucks drink, with a tiny white string rising from the inside and gracefully stopping half way down the cup. He was drinking Earl Grey tea. Everytime the wind pick up, the frangrance of tea found my nose and suddenly Calgary wasn't were my feet were planted. It was France. You see, I lived in France for one year. I attended a school that was atop a hilll and overlooked Geneva. On exceptionally good days, the Jet D'eau could be seen from my perch. Life couldn't have been more amazing. My roommate and I both had a love for coffee, but considering we didn't have access to a coffee maker (and the school never served anything decent), we improvised and came up with the next best thing - tea. But not just any tea. Earl Grey tea, with a touch of sugar and powered milk. Every morning, before heading to the cafeteria to grab breakfast, we would pour the hot water into our traveling mugs and watch the miracle unfold. If you have never had Earl Grey tea, graced with milk and sugar, you must immediatly go out and purchase the necessary ingredients. The taste is nothing more than sublime and you won't be disappointed. Caution: Don't blame me if you become addicted.

I'm curious to see what happens the more time I spend downtown, with my camera . I've been thinking that maybe I need to give myself mini-tasks. For example, take at least 5 pictures sitting at my desk, or take 5 pictures of other people's lunchs (ok, that one might be scary... I don't know how I would feel if someone asked me if they could take a picture of my lunch - seems like a private sort of affair.) None the less, you get what I'm saying.

Thank goodness tomorrow is Tuesday! Pictures will be posted on Wednesday morning.