Le Weekend
Trip Start
Aug 28, 2007
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7
10
Trip End
Ongoing
What can 60 euro get you? At our school in here France it will get you a great weekend. So a bus ride down south, a place to stay, a couple of meals and an awesome party, with an unlimited drinking supply. What a killer weekend. It was Thanksgiving weekend back home in Canada, and apparently we were having some crazy weather there. It was like 30 degrees where I was, but I think my view was a little bit nicer. It was down at the Mediterranean Sea and it was gorgeous.
The first day that we got there, we walked around a deserted town looking for food. There were two coach buses full of students and no one had anything for lunch so we drove around and parked in this deserted town to look for food once we got there. It seemed like a resort/cottage place to me that had closed up for the season. I don't think the weather is usually as nice that time of year down there, but hey, whose counting.
We had left at 5am from Vichy, and stopped for breakfast along they way, so by the time we finished the six hour journey south we were starving. Eventually we found a grocery store. We stocked up a little since we weren't sure if we were being fed again.
We headed back for our camp, which can only be described as that. It was a camp ground with hundreds of small cottages, complete with kitchen, washroom and two rooms a piece.
Once we were settled we headed back down to our beach. It was just so pretty down there. I could have stayed there forever. Once we had a little R and R on the beach we went back to our rooms to get ready for dinner. I bunked with Kate and Chelsea, and a couple of random French guys, which proved to be nice the next day when we were cleaning our place. That is one thing I have really noticed about a lot of the Frenchies, they really know how to clean. Weird and random, I know.
There was a rugby game on that night, I think it was France vs New Zealand, so that was our dinner time entertainment. They prepared a great meal for us. Lamb and rice with some veggies. The wine was cheap and terrible, but they had so much other alcohol for the rest of the night it didn't even matter.
After dinner and the match, they had like a dance thing for us. It kind of felt like grade8, Tansely Woods/CYO dance. However, we had a blast. I can't believe how much alcohol they had. They didn't even run the entire night. There was still plenty to drink the following day on the bus ride home.
The night was great, lots of drama, but hey, what do you expect at a CYO Dance? I won't get into details, but all in all what a night.
The following day we had a rough start and just layed on the beach. Everyone just chilled at the beach the entire day. I walked along that shore for a good hour. We saw a jellyfish that had washed ashore. It was enormous! I think it died...but that was the first time I had ever seen one that close before. It was neat.
So basically, after that lounging day on the beach we headed home. All of the Frenchies were ready to go on that bus. They sang and cheered they whole way home. I honestly couldn't believe it. They just kept drinking more and more. They were tough to keep up with that day. We all just wanted to sleep, but they just kept going and going.
I don't have any pic from this weekend...I don't think I had my camera, or I just was scared to bring it to the beach. I will try and dig some up somewhere...but no promises.
The first day that we got there, we walked around a deserted town looking for food. There were two coach buses full of students and no one had anything for lunch so we drove around and parked in this deserted town to look for food once we got there. It seemed like a resort/cottage place to me that had closed up for the season. I don't think the weather is usually as nice that time of year down there, but hey, whose counting.
We had left at 5am from Vichy, and stopped for breakfast along they way, so by the time we finished the six hour journey south we were starving. Eventually we found a grocery store. We stocked up a little since we weren't sure if we were being fed again.
We headed back for our camp, which can only be described as that. It was a camp ground with hundreds of small cottages, complete with kitchen, washroom and two rooms a piece.
Once we were settled we headed back down to our beach. It was just so pretty down there. I could have stayed there forever. Once we had a little R and R on the beach we went back to our rooms to get ready for dinner. I bunked with Kate and Chelsea, and a couple of random French guys, which proved to be nice the next day when we were cleaning our place. That is one thing I have really noticed about a lot of the Frenchies, they really know how to clean. Weird and random, I know.
There was a rugby game on that night, I think it was France vs New Zealand, so that was our dinner time entertainment. They prepared a great meal for us. Lamb and rice with some veggies. The wine was cheap and terrible, but they had so much other alcohol for the rest of the night it didn't even matter.
After dinner and the match, they had like a dance thing for us. It kind of felt like grade8, Tansely Woods/CYO dance. However, we had a blast. I can't believe how much alcohol they had. They didn't even run the entire night. There was still plenty to drink the following day on the bus ride home.
The night was great, lots of drama, but hey, what do you expect at a CYO Dance? I won't get into details, but all in all what a night.
The following day we had a rough start and just layed on the beach. Everyone just chilled at the beach the entire day. I walked along that shore for a good hour. We saw a jellyfish that had washed ashore. It was enormous! I think it died...but that was the first time I had ever seen one that close before. It was neat.
So basically, after that lounging day on the beach we headed home. All of the Frenchies were ready to go on that bus. They sang and cheered they whole way home. I honestly couldn't believe it. They just kept drinking more and more. They were tough to keep up with that day. We all just wanted to sleep, but they just kept going and going.
I don't have any pic from this weekend...I don't think I had my camera, or I just was scared to bring it to the beach. I will try and dig some up somewhere...but no promises.

