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... of marriage, we had had the misfortune of swapping facebook and email addresses, not realising where we'd end up (let our experience be a lesson to you!!). For some reason it had escaped my attention that one man's address was something like "firstname.lastname@example.org". Eloise pointed this out to me later and I almost died.
We couldn't get rid of them. I kept seeing them around and having to pretend I was in a terrible hurry and couldn't stop. After I did this a ...
... is COLD!!! I leave the house at 8:30 in the morning, and the ground is frozen, I can see my breath, my ears are stinging.
I. LOVE. IT.
I was actually disappointed this week to find that it was warmer than usual, and I didn't need my gloves. There's something I just love about having to wear all those layers and crunching over a thick layer of ice.
I'm really happy with this little town. I can't believe how fast time is ticking by. I already want to come back.
... oignon, is a tricky word that is not pronounced the way it looks like it should be pronounced, and not the way I've always said it (embarrass).
Finally, cookies are still called cookies.
Since there was a Maccas across the street, I'll be perfectly honest, I did indeed go to McDonalds for my next stop. I was feeling vulnerable, ok? I don't even go there in Australia.
My main cause for concern was that I was ...
... to watch rugby on the TV. The bar owner was the campsite owner and made us feel very welcome, when Roy asked him if he had any peanuts he said yes and brought out a large dish for us to share.
Roy and Me had a couple of drinks and then Roy was tired so we went back to the camper. Terry and Anne came back an hour later and said the owner had brought supper out just after we had left and it was meatballs which were ...
... had a nice peasanty evening meal and then, on the next, rather overcast day with nothing much to do we decided to drive in to the nearest large town: Clermont Ferrand.
It turned out to be interesting in three ways. Firstly it's the home of a well known and successful French rugby club (named after the town), so Jack now has his rugby souvenir from France, a supporters ball painted in the ...