Hotel les Bains Douches
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... baguettes, cheese, grapes and cookies to share
and layed in the sun talking and relaxing until the movie that evening. We
ended up choosing Magic in the Moonlight, I like Emma Stone and thought it
would be a good choice. However it was not how I had imagined at all. Funny side
note, when I was paying for my ticket and said I would like to see Magic in the
Moonlight, the lady says, it’s in French, we all had a little laugh that she
said that. I guess it was ...
... wouldn't put a m*********** in my student budget. I already had the time, what was holding me back? I just needed a partner in crime...enter Hannah Taylor. Already in Lyon, France as an English Assistant and with two weeks free at the end of October, it was fate. And, as if by magic, we managed to find flights arriving and departing Norway within 45 minutes of each other.
As it turns out, Norway happened to be the cheapest flight we could find. I ...
... and other fish I have never even heard of. Same goes for the cheese, there are so many different varieties that we just don't get in Australia. I then walked around the city centre, which was very busy being Saturday. For lunch, I found a wonderful cafe near the market. I figured it must be good because all the locals were eating there. So I treated myself to a typically long French lunch with wine, and realised why the French eat dinner so late. They are recovering from lunch!! ...
... melted goat's cheese, with salad, then I had a main of duck with vegetables, and for dessert creme caramel. The next day we picked up the car and travelled towards the Pyrenees, choosing the small highways then small winding roads through the mountains, past empty ski fields with their chair lifts crisscrossing the road and disappearing up the mountain slopes. We passed through lots of tiny villages which had most of their accomodation and restaurants closed for the off season. ...
... for about four hours and everywhere there were throngs of people. It was really quite something.
I passed through Place St-Georges where we had dinner last night on my way back to the hotel for an afternoon nap, more packing, and getting ready for our last evening out.
By 7pm, our usual dinner time, the sky was darkening and a wind had started to blow. That, combined with a bit of burn-out from two weeks of long, drawn-out evening meals, lead us ...