I met Robin and Shane in Bastogne and they are so nice! I was able to take some photos and have a quick chat with them. Best day of my life. I don't know if you're interested in the story.
Uhm… YES. GIVE THE STORY NOW??
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Last weekend, I was in Bastogne for the commemorations of the Battle of the Bulge.
When I heard they were coming for a dedication session at the Bastogne war Museum, (a month before, I was in the middle of a train station in Brussels and I started crying like a sh!&t) I immediately harassed my friends into going. So on Sunday morning, having slept for three hours, hungover, I took my friends to the museum. We arrived early enough to make sure we got through. We waited literally 45 minutes and it was already too much for my little fangirl heart (yes, I cried like an idiot).
Once it was my turn, I walked up to Robin with my poster in hand, hands wet and stammering a simple "Hellooo... 😟 » My friend said something like, "She's stressed 😂 " (no, really?), which made him laugh. Then, he asked me : "are you okay?" to which I replied "huh, yes yes 😟». He laughed again (I would have done the same).
He took my hand to try and calm me down a bit and said « breathe with me ». Spoiler : it didn't work out.
After a minute he then let go of my hand and asked me my name. I said "Marie" with a horrible accent. So I had to repeat it. He asked me in French (so cute) if I was French, to which I replied that no. Then he signed my poster. I ended up asking him for a picture and he kindly accepted.
When I walked past Shane, I honestly thought I was going to collapse. But still, he was very kind and very caring. Honestly, I was so stressed and I was so far away that I don't remember everything, I just know he would have told me I had a nice sweatshirt. Then he signed my poster and said a little word to me in French. Eventually I was able to take a picture with him, too, and I took him in my arms (I'm still shaking from it). He rubbed my shoulder to try and warm me up, yeah, I was shaking like a leaf.
I didn’t expect them to be so kind and spend so much time with people.
Another point in this story: I saw Alex Sabga-Brady (Frank Mellet) on the streets of Bastogne during the parade. Did I panic? Totally. When I realized it was him, I suddenly stopped walking. My friend didn't understand anything because I couldn't line up three words correctly. I ended up telling him, "Look at the guy next to the lamppost 🥲.»
My friend (This friend who, in the queue to see Shane and Robin, asked me: “But who are we going to see? 🤓🤓🤓») wanted to go and ask for a picture, but I didn't want to disturb him, I don't know, I panicked. Do I regret it? Totally. Does it make me feel stupid? Completely.
Bottom line: Grab some tissues if you're like me, a completely crazy fangirl. And don't lose your balls on a sidewalk in Bastogne.
