Today is Thursaday, so we went to Versailles. Our Metropass got us there. Actually, it being Thursday had nothing to do with it.
Dorothea was talking to Yuna on the phone about arrangements for our going to visit her in Brittany, and she told Dorothea about a bridge collapsing. At first I thought that she was talking about Paris. What with us zipping around in the Metro and having recently flown across the North Atlantic, catastrophe is on one’s mind.