I still have a bunch of videos that I need to share with the world, so this post will be a mix of that and me catching you up on my life once again. It’s officially the weekend for me now because this week is France’s vacation week… I still had class Mon-Wed but it was only in the morning sooo yeah! Viva La France.
^ NERO KILLING IT. Amsterdam edition.
Saturday, October 27th: Woke up too early for me to be pleased. We had to be at the bus station by 8h30, which means I had to leave my house by 7h50 to get there on time.. ew. We left Grenoble a little before 9h00 and had a 3.5 heure bus ride ahead of us. I tried to sleep, but even with my human pillow it was virtually impossible to get comfortable enough to actually fall asleep. Eventually I just gave up and listened to music to pass the time. Overall though, it wasn’t an entirely painful bus ride. A little passed noon we arrived at our destination: Aix-en-Provence. It was outrageously windy there, so directly after we checked in at the hotel we moved our asses vite to find a place to eat. I ended up branching off with Richard and Macauley and we had lunch at some asain-ish inspired cuisine place. I got a soup that did a fine job with warming up my insides. Nomnomnom
After lunch, of course we had to have dessert. I opted for gelato, of course; the flavors I had were chocolate chip (except they were flakes, not chips) and caramel salted peanut vanilla. Yes, that is correct. It was an amazing flavor and if possible I would like to bathe daily in it. But alas. We had a tour scheduled in the afternoon with the group, so post-feasting, the three of us headed back to Maison du Tourisme to meet up with the rest of the API clowns to take a guided tour. We had the option to take the tour in French or English, but I was feeling lazy, so English won. It was a pleasant tour, but I really wish the wind was a little less intense. Thankfully though I had my spirit hood, so my hands remained toasty. Once the tour was finished, we all branched off again and I ended up buying dank cookies at this awesome cookie shop, then going back to the hotel with Emily and Richard to change into warmer clothes.
From there, Emily, Max, Richard and I went to just explore the town… I ended up buying some sparkly black flats as well because I needed black shoes to match my black leather jacket (I’m still debating whether or not to buy matching leather boots though…). Richard was in search of a snapback, but it was all in vain. During our exploration, we stumbled upon this burrito place that came highly regarded by Evelyn (our resident burrito expert), so of course we had to stop in for an early dinner. Turns out, the proprietor of the establishment was obsessed with my spirithood, so I let him model it for a little bit… then I munched face on an amazing semi-spicy chicken burrito. Cowboy, take me away.
Post-epic food, the four of us purchased our drinks for the night: bottles on bottles of wine. I bought one for myself, and the other one I ended up splitting with Nina (thank goodness, because if I had beasted two on my own I would have been shithoused). I also found patches for Aix-en-Provence and Marseille in my travels, so my day was 100% made. My backpack is starting to look sweet, y’all! At this point, it was starting to get dark and cold, so we went back to the hotel, and I headed to my room to shower — and in true classy form, I opened my bottle of wine while showering because everyone else was starting to pre-game, and I couldn’t be left out.
When I was nice and clean, I headed to Max, Preston and Richard’s room to start the night’s festivities. It was just Max, Richard and I for a little bit, so we played some card games (I brought my deck from Amsterdam), and then Nina, Emily, Mike, Ryan, Natasha and Maddie joined us… so in true API fashion, we played king’s. Needless to say, we found out some secrets about one another, and we all left the room strongly buzzing. Well, to be honest, I was drunk, but whose counting? I had a slight mental breakdown concerning the boy (no worries, all is well now.. beyond well, actually), so when we got to the bar my friends decided it would be a good idea to buy me a drink. NO. Bad decision! You do not buy a crying drunk girl more drinks! But alas, it happened, and I vaguely remember slurping down a fairly gross tasting blue drink, and then being convinced to take a shot of caramel vodka. It was at this point that I started to black-out, and to be honest, I don’t remember getting back to the hotel, but API birds of a feather stick together, and I made it back safe and sound with some escorts. We didn’t end up going to bed until 3h30, and I broke down whatever barriers existed between Nina and Richard (inside joke, you won’t get it). Thus ended API’s day excursion in Aix-en-Provence.
Sunday, October 28th: Woke up and surprisingly was not that hungover. Thank the lord because we had to be in the lobby with our bags back ready to leave by 9h00. I ended up waking up a little after 7h00, so I had an ample amount of time to completely stuff my face with tasty breakfast food (I miss eggs sooo much). We left Aix-en-Provence on schedule and bussed to Avignon, a city in France where the Pope used to live before he bounced over to the Vatican (lamesauce). I honestly thought I was about to blow away a few times, but thankfully my feet remained on solid ground. We ended up taking a tour of Palais des Papes (Popes’ Palace), which was a pretty freaking cool fortress. I took a bunch of pictures, so stay tuned for those. I also bought Danielle a bottle of wine with pictures of Popes on it. Funny and classy all at the same time, you know.
After the Palais, Natasha, Maddie, Max, Elissa, Richard, Preston, Nina, Heather and I ate a tasty lunch at a creperie in town. I went with a crepe filled with cheese and ratatouille (sauteed Med. veggies), it came with salad and it completely hit the spot. The wind continued to blow, but we trooped it out and fooled around on a giant carrousel for a little… until we got kicked off. Party poopers. At that point it was time to get back on the bus and head over to wine country (Chateaneuf-du-Pape region, about an hour outside of Avignon), anyway.. plus, it was nice getting out of the frigidness.
Our final destination of the weekend was a winery, where we were enlightened on the logistics of wine tasting. During my cruise over the summer, my grandpa let me in on some wine secrets, so I knew a little bit, but this guy was a champion. I mean, if you work at a winery in France, you kind of have to be. It was a fun time, and I ended up buying a nice bottle of a 2007 red for my Nonni and Grandpa. After the tour/tasting, we walked around for a few minutes, but really the wind was deadly and I scooted back onto the bus as soon as possible. The bus ride was nice and relaxing, and before I knew it the weekend was coming to a close and we arrived in Grenoble… to find snow on the ground!! It was ludicrous, but I kind of liked it at the same time. We got back around 19h, so I went straight home, ate some dinner with Madeleine, read some Game of Thrones, and then slept for as long as I possibly could. Weekend = success.