Le Mas d'Entremont
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... There are reviews of the drivers on the Blablacar site, so you can make sure you ride with someone who has positive feedback. You also see their age, gender, and how much they like to talk (the options are listed as "bla," “blabla,” or “blablabla”). Quite an experience!
Overall the trip to Marseille went very well and it was a relaxing start to my fall break. The second half was a bit busier, but I’ll leave that for my next ...
... s point of view on Canada and his adventures he had there. There
were some of his roommates eating with us, so he was telling them stories about
what it was like in Canada. As I was only 9 when he was living with our family,
I don’t have too many specific memories about his time with us. But we had some
laughs and he was able to reminisce a bit. Somewhere along the line, the topic
of pancakes came up and he said Charlene made some really ...
... your morning café. As one of our Airbnb hosts taught us, the croissant is actually made by a viennoiserie (makers of baked goods from a yeast leavened dough), and originated from Vienna (hence the name viennoiserie). Boulangers specialise in bread, but most also branch out to include viennoiserie and patisserie (specialities in pastries and sweets such as tarte citron), but they are all a specialty and art unto their own. We didn’t share in the daily croissant tradition, but ...
... they can; I'm not familiar with them, the traffic lights are in a weird place, it's hard to know sometimes if you can go a certain way, etc., etc. Plus, there are people who will just walk out to cross the street at any given moment.
Anyway, I was happy to find a parking garage. The open spots were lit with green lights (just like PDX--Portland Airport), and electronic signs would say how many spots were open for each row. It was quite nice.
We walked to ...
... the guitars. We had indeed arrived just in time for the "youth" Mass. It was intriguing to celebrate Mass not understanding. I followed mostly anyway but boy the homily is boring in a different language. Nicko needed a bathroom and I had to put my best sign language into action. What's Auslan for "public toilet needed urgently for 12 year old boy" again? The nice lady I bailed up looked horrified when she realised I only spoke English and didn't want to engage ...