Night out on the town! All the stereotypes are true--Everyone in France is skinny, chic, and gorgeous, and nothing gets going until the wee hours. And you can't eat dinner 'til 9 o'clock.
Trip to the beach in Montpellier, 10 k from school. People were swimming like it was Hawaii in August, but I couldn't feel my extremities after about two minutes. It did feel good to be at the beach, though. And it's all true what they say about the nudity. It took me 20 minutes to take these pictures for fear someone would think I was secretly making home-made naughty photos.
Maison des Vins in Montpellier
This one's for you Bruna! It's your own butcher shop in Montpellier!
"Footbag," i.e. sacky sack played like volleyball, looks like the most difficult thing I've ever seen. This is kinda a lame volley, but there were a few where they were on fire.
1 comment:
great pictures! so if everyone is skinny and they eat at 9 pm, when do they go to bed?! I've wanted to go to Europe for the longest time...better start saving up!
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