Hanging out with people I don't understand
Trip Start May 25, 2009
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My friend Fiona and I went to the region of Brittany (the west coast of France) for the long weekend. Fiona's boyfriend lives in a place called Vannes and his friends were having a 4 night in a row drinkathon.
To get there we basically hitchhiked but in a paying sort of way. Since traveling on the trains can be very expensive and driving by yourself on the motorway is just as much. People use the Internet to advertise that they are going to a certain place on such and such a day and you can pay them and go with them. I thought this was nuts at first. Expecting to meet a hippy with an old run down car I was surprised to see a guy dressed in business gear with a clean modern Renault or some other French brand
Jeremie (Fiona's BF) has his own Kayak business. So I got to see a lot of the coastal areas/ports as he dropped off and picked up Kayak's. Even got to paddle around on a kayak. The weather is very strange there. Being very hot one moment to freezing cold the next.
I spent almost all nights sitting at Jeremie's friends house, where there was a guy called Pepe and a guy called Fon fon. I spent much time drinking trying to work out what the hell anyone was talking about and making up my own stories about what they were talking about. I think in the end they will not remember me as the only time I really spoke to them was to when they
asked “All ok Brett?” Yes. “You want more beer” Yes. Actually some could speak very good english but were too shy to speak it. But, they were nice people who gave me free food and free alcohol and all of them seemed to love Marijuana!
An Aussie chick turned up to the Birthday party that was on the last day. So did a couple of French guys who had lived in Oz for a while and like to pull out Aussie slang words and put them in sentences which made no sense. It was good to relate to the Aussie chick as she had been having the same experience as me of not knowing what was going on until it actually happened. It was good just to speak at a normal speed and talk how you normally talk back home. I have to take out all “me Aussie speakin words” here. I can't go to the pisser, or have a slash. I have to go to the Le toillete! You have to always be ready to leave at a moments notice because you will not understand that people will have been talking about going somewhere for the past 2 hours and you have just been sitting there then they will say to you. “Brett, lets leave now”. You think it will be for 5 minutes then realise that it will be for 2 days and you have not taken swimmers or any adequate warm clothing. Ahh traveling.. It's Fantastic.... sometimes....haha
Coming back to Paris
I returned back to Paris with Fiona's parents which was handy as I didn't have to fork out another 50 bucks. I am exhausted from not enough sleep as well as bad sleep from sleeping in cars and couches. I am now trying to get my senses back and work out whether to get a job first or go get a car.