Lost in the City

As every Sunday, I went to the Farmers' market located at Raspail/rue de Rennes this morning. It's a market that takes place there every Sunday and where you'll only find organic products, but all kinds of organic products (vegetables, pastries, meat, essential oils, etc.). I buy my whole wheat bread for the week, and I get some cereal as well from time to time (cereal as in grains, not *breakfast* cereal: from quinoa to millet), when my stock runs low.
Today was different from other Sundays though... as it is an election day. So this is what one could see across the street from the market: a polling station. It was actually comforting to see people waiting in line out of the building. Most of the polling stations in Paris are schools. Since there is one in the street next to mine, I could see several people going there earlier. I didn't go. Not because I don't intend to vote, obviously... but because I'm still registered to vote in my hometown, down in southern France, so I voted by proxy, delegating my citizen's right/duty to my mom. She cast my vote earlier today. Let's hope it'll go well.
The last polls seem to be encouraging, putting my candidate Segolene Royal on the rise. My brother goes as far as to feel that she'll end up first on the first round. Rationally, we'd expect her to come behind Sarkozy, with 24 to 25% of the votes. Only a few hours left before we know who the two second-round candidates will be. Polling stations close at 6pm in small towns, 8pm in big cities, so the tv stations give the first exit polls at 8pm. But this year, Belgian and Swiss media said they would announce the results at 7pm. Then, of course, the data starts circulating wihtin the political partys between 6 and 7, so I should get a first indication even before 7. My cell phone battery is charging right now... I'm getting ready for the evening. I'll take off around 6 to go meet my friend Jeanne at her place and follow the results with her. Then who knows... the left wing tends to gather and celebrate at Bastille when we win elections. Getting to the second round isn't a win though... (even if it would be such a relief) and I would hate tempting fate. So we'll see how the evening goes, take one round at a time.