Trip Start Jul 27, 2006
19Trip End Sep 20, 2006
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The days were filled with Spanish lessons, eating and re-tiling the roof, which was my only bit of "exercise" in what was otherwise a lazy week.
As expected, I heartily embraced the French cuisine and the culture of long lunches with numerous cheeses, pâtés, cold meats, and red wine. I confess that I overcame my ethical objection and sampled foie gras, the product of force-fed geese. It was really rich and creamy, certainly not to be eaten in large quantities. There were other pâtés that tasted just as good and at least I didn't feel like I was eating pure lard with a liver flavour. On a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being brussels sprouts and 10 being biltong, foie gras gets a 6 ½
Our night on the town was a visit to the village down the road that was hosting a moule frites (mussels and chips) night. The community got together and put tables and chairs in the middle of the town square, fed everyone mussels and chips, and then had a Dj playing music till late in the night. It had a bit of a wedding feel to it in that all the grans and granpas were out there shaking a leg too.
And now I'm on my way to San Sebastian, Spain. I missed my first train despite the fact that I was standing on the platform at the time. If I was superstitious I would consider that a bad omen.
Bring on Espana.