Hotel de France Montpellier
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... favourite shop called Metropolitan.
On the way back to the car we stood in the fountain in the middle of the square it was so good.
Then I was really sad because I wanted to swim at the beach but there were no car parks anywhere so we had to go home as it was tea time and we needed an early night to go for our last dark bike ride in the morning. I was so tired I went straight to sleep
... into aqueduct. On the other side we took a set of stairs to the top of the structure which stands approximately 50 meters above the river. Standing under this structure really led me to wonder how it was possible to engineer and build something so massive and complex. Many of my questions were answered in the museum nearby. There were several exhibits, a short movie as well as narrations to help ...
... br> from school it was off to Angelica’s house (Maddi’s classmate) for lunch and
art as they did last Wednesday but with a twist. Corban, Alessia and Joshua
(both same age as Corban from school and brothers/sisters to Alecia and Daniel)
joined them for a play and a lovely Indonesian lunch made by Yovita and once
lunch and art were over the older kids headed out to a party on the beach for
Guilliame (in Maddi’s class). Good on ya Toni. With ...
... the house cleaned before
dropping the kids to school Tuesday was very much a standard day in Montpellier
with a little planning for Paris. No need to rush these things.
Wednesday 13th – With the kids at school Toni and
Tony hosted Sasha and Louis for coffee which took most of the morning before
the kids were due to be picked up from school for lunch. Kid’s home for lunch, as
Friday was to be taken as a holiday to combine ...
Between Barcelona and Montpellier I get talking to a Dutchman who emigrated to British Columbia. René is travelling Europe with his Swiss wife. Decent views of the Pyrenees and the Mediterranean on either side occupy the rest of the journey. The station at Montpellier-where I have an hour to find some food-is confusing. Following a sign, a few of us trudge up some stairs just outside to find the way barred at the top by locked gates. "Scandaleux", someone ...