Where to begin? This past week was so wondeful. All those crazy Ameeericans where here. Dan tried to get sick the first day but after a good nights rest he was back in the groove of coffee and cafes. The 7 of us hung out in Aix, eating and visiting, until Tuesday when we headed to Nice. After we settled in in our apartment we began what would become our ritual of eating. All 7 headed out to discover exactly what kind of french goodies we could find to whip up in our kitchen. Tuesday we started our dinner around 6:30 with pre dinner snacks and wine, of course. We had fresh salad, fresh fish pasta, the smelliest cheese we could find and after we couldn't eat any more, we had dessert. It is quite impressive how many bottles of wine 7 people can drink over the course of a 4 hour meal.
Wednesday we woke up, filled oursevles with baguettes and fig jam and headed in to discover Nice. Lots of walking involved there. Then back to the apt for another long, wine and cheese filled dinner.
Thursday was Monaco. It is beautiful but unlivable, unless you like living in a little plastic world. The views on our bus ride were extrordinary. Then we dined at a retaurant back in Nice.
Friday Dan and Adriana made breakfast and then we romped around Nice doing a little shopping and sun basking at the cafes. Beautiful weather! Then it was back to chez nous for another wine filled wonderful dinner.
Saturday morning we dragged our weary selves to the bus and headed back to Aix. Back in Aix we split up and the finished anything remaining to be done in Aix: buy french shoes, eat croque Madames, say bye to Brigitte. Then we ate. You must see the theme here. Our days osolated around meals and they were always long and very tastey.
This morning everyone got on the big blue bus for the airport at 8 am. I am more homesick now than ever. Having my three best friends here for a week was so wonderful, as if no time has passed since I was with them in Chicago. I realized that the feeling of "home" depends upon the people you are with, not the geographic location. It was so nice to be home for a week.
My university was closed all week for the strike and rumor has it that it will continue next week.
4.5 weeks till Oma and Dad get here....I am counting down the days!
1 comment:
You wanted us to stay. We wanted you to come with.I just realized my mistake in leaving. I aim to make it up to you. I suggest a compromise: we meet in the middle. Know anyone with a yacht or a small island? I'll look around.
I miss you. For serious.
Ems.
Read that Rilke!
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