In the cathedral touching the fever stone. They were hoping it would help with jet lag and general aches and pains.
After my practical exam, we drove down to Provence. I had booked a hotel online for our first night in Saignon. It was a tiny village but the area looked pretty and the hotel cute. We ended up in a little apartment, and it was absolutely beautiful. The staff was extremely friendly and helpful and I'd stay there again and recommend it to anyone. Here's their website. And here's the view from our balcony. This is the same area and view that inspired many paintings of VanGogh.
Some local construction.
Village hopping.
And we even managed to find some wineries.
The inside of an abby.
Our hotel the second night was recommended by the first. This was a completely different style. It was WAY out of town and kind of lodge like. Set in a valley under a massive rock cliff. Just beautiful. Everyone takes their dinner and breakfast together. It was really peaceful and relaxing. A perfect place to go if you're into hiking and nature.
Florida plates. As my dad quickly pointed out, "that's a hell of a drive."
They returned at the end of the week and we picnicked in between class behind the chateau.
And I had one afternoon off so we went out to a near by lake and had a picnic there too. I had a wonderful snooze in the sun.
Here's my first escargo. I wasn't sure where this fit into my diet. It isn't meat, but it's not exactly fish. But I deemed it acceptable for my pescatarian lifestyle. And I'm glad I did, because they're yummy.
Then off to Lyon at the end of the week. We had dinner with dad Friday night and then dropped him at the airport Saturday morning. He had to get back to work. Mom stayed on for a girls weekend in Lyon and one more day in exciting Yssingeaux. But it was a gorgeous weekend for sightseeing.
Mom's disgusting (although she said it was really good) lyonaise meat loaf. So. Gross.
Mom walked me to school, and the picture taking continued.
Talk soon...
2 comments:
Q: If a snail "isn't meat," and it's "not exactly fish," than what exactly is it?
A: Exactly gross. That's what.
Looks like you had a fabulous time with your parents! What a blessing that they could come over to spend time and explore with you! I'm sure the blog is nice for them to see your adventures and day-to-day doings, but having them actually there with you I bet was the BEST!
As always, great photos!
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