Je suis à Québec
Hey, there is free wireless here, even during the conference sessions. This could be very dangerous.
The train trip was fine, and went fast, partly because I was travelling with three colleagues, one of whom brought about three pounds of red radishes as a snack. I am not sure about you, but radishes are way down my list of good train snacks. I won't bore you with a list of the pounds of food I carted along with me, but I remember looking at those radishes as I bit into a nice hunk of dark chocolate and felt sorry for her husband, who vocally pondered the necessity of taking red radishes on a train. Poor man.
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Mon mari aime les radis, mais même lui mange-les seulement dans une salade. C'est un drole de gouter pour un voyage.
D'accord.
I like them on salads, but not plain. On a train.
Traveling must be an extra challenge for you. My best friend's mom & sis have celiac disease and I'm impressed with how they've adapted, especially outside of their houses where they can control everything food-wise.
I bet he secretly coveted your radishes.
NO Radishes here. Yuckie. Anything but...
Radishes? Are you traveling with Russians?
Radishes?
Hm. Yes, very weird.
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