I am in France. This blog will tell the stories...or something. At the very least I will include the foods that I have consumed. Just because I eat them here does not mean that I wish to eat them when I return home (frozen, fried fish and eggplant, for instance).
Let me begin my tale with the fact that my plane did not take off from Newark until 11:30 p.m. (scheduled 8:05 p.m.). On top of forgetting my phone in the car, that was a great start to this trip. Magically, the French train people changed my ticket without a problem or charge. While waiting for the train, French Customs approached me. I apparently looked like a foreign traveller.
Long story short, I then got to Aix-en-Provence after paying something like $60 for the taxi ride. Planes, trains, and automobiles.
The family that I am staying with is nice. It is a couple and their 8-year-old daughter.
They feed me a lot. Breakfast consists of croissants and various biscuits (usually with chocolate) and unrefrigerated orange juice.
It is at dinner when I am being fed way too much. The meals consist of salad, seemingly two main courses, sides, and dessert. The most stand-out/very-French portions have included quiche, some egg concoction that really could have used cheese, flan, strawberry juice, and of course, frozen, fried fish.
Best moment involving food: I had a crèpe with caramel sauce from a street vendor. That was a good decision right there.
For the most part I have just walked around the town a lot. There is a cathedral in town that has segments built in all different eras. Apparently Gregorian chants are sung there on Sundays. I will find out. I went to a bunch of the fountains in the town, which was originally built for its thermal springs by the Romans. Apparently there are about 100 fountains. I doubt that I will find them all. I enjoy walking around aimlessly and enjoying the architecture.
Tomorrow, I think I will go to Marseille, which is just south of here. I think I need to get another crèpe sometime soon.
2 comments:
Marseilles, ma amie. C'est si drole de lis tes reflections. J'espere que je pourrai te presenter a beacoup de nouveau nourriture.
Aussi, continue a ecrire, stp!
I think I need a crepe too.
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