When you have to PIZZA-vere (it's like persevere, ok)

So a week has gone by, and very speedily at that.  I'm actually doing work for things now, so I'm not going out on many weird adventures.  Except for today.

This afternoon I decided that I was going to go to the Poste to mail letters and then I was going to get some pizza quick from a bakery.

It was Saturday afternoon, and if you're smarter than me, you realize that no self-respecting government agency is going to be open to the public on Saturday afternoon.  That was foolish.

So I left the outside of the Poste immediately and went to get pizza.  I started out as a strolling walk thinking "no that pizza has vegetables I won't go there" and "no, that lady wasn't very nice to me, I'm not going to buy her pizza" and I meandered further and further getting more and more lost looking for pizza when I came across the city limits sign for Talence.  That's right, I walked myself to Talence.  And then I was like "Oh I'm certain this road will connect up to the tramway and then I'll be right at Domino's."  It doesn't.  They branch off in very different directions.

After I looked at the map on my phone, I backtracked and made my way back to Cours de la Somme.  I still wanted pizza, and I still didn't want it from the places that I walked past before, so I just kept walking north assuming there would be pizza somewhere.

It was this awkward 4-5 pm time where French people aren't eating lunch or dinner, so a lot of places were closed until 6 or 7 but I was hungry and I was going to persevere.

So I walked all the way back up to the street my apartment's on, and then I was like "maybe this way will just take me straight to the tram stop".  Do you remember the last time I tried that and I got lost and went in circles?  Well, I didn't get lost, but I certainly took a very roundabout way.

I stopped at the bakery right by Bergonie to buy a pizza.  They don't have any pizzas left.  Alright, fine, I said to myself, "I'll just get a kebab around the corner."  The kebab shop was closed.  I was like, "I'll just walk down another tram stop and get a pizza from Domino's".

Well, Domino's didn't open for another hour, and I'm getting pretty hungry at this point, so I'm like, I'll just walk a little further, surely there's a bakery across the train tracks.  Well, there is.  Down at Forum.  Where I ended up buying my pizza.  Two more tram stops down.

I walked a total of four miles to try and buy this pizza because I am too stubborn to buy one down my street.  Then I had to ride the tram back up to Bergonie and walk that 15 minutes back to my apartment.  It was tiring.