It's been insane here for the last day or two, and this week is promising to be completely hellish.
Tomorrow, I am leaving for a "business trip" to Marseille. I feel Very Important when I say that kind of thing, because I am still not the type of person who goes on "business trips" -- but helas, that's what I am doing. Even more insane is that I am going on this trip to bid on a few important "works" being featured at an auction. I'm doing the bidding. Alone. Which is hilarious, you know, because I have never been to an auction before. So hopefully I won't make a fool of myself. I asked how it works, exactly, and my boss said, "Just like in the movies." That was pretty much all of the information I got. You're all as prepared as I am, in other words.
But hey, I get to meet up with C and her recently-espoused beau, and we're going to spend the weekend together. It will give me some time away from Paris, and thus the chaos. I'm rolling into Aix tomorrow evening, and will roll my way out on Sunday. It's a little short-notice and thrown-together, but I'm up for the adventure.
How'd the auction turn out? Did you get to bid? Was it just like in the movies?