We left Sunday morning for Marseille where we were going to eat lunch. We couldnt find the park, took a wrong turn, and ended up on the freeway again. So we stopped instead, in a small town called Cassis (meaning blackcurrant in English). We took a boat ride and saw three mediterranean fjords which were really pretty.
During the week, we pretty much did something everyday. We went to two other towns: Hyeres and St Tropez. Hyeres is just a neighboring town, but St Tropez is famous because of Brigette Bardot, a French actrice who grew up there.
We went on walks/hikes. Once up to a war fort from a French war of the 1870 time frame. About three fourths of the way up, we were actually able to see the fort, so Ingrid and I decided to make our own trail straight to the top...through lots of thorny bushes while we were in shorts...
We went swimming once, then next time there was an overload of jellyfish...they were literally everywhere.
We tanned (I burned in funny patterns because of the way I put my sunscrean on).
We made croque monsieurs (which, in French class in Ak, I learned is very French, though Ingrid and her mom thought that was strange), they are basically a sandwich of bread, cheese, ham, and untradionally pineapple rings. If you add an egg, its called a croque madame :)
We made a cake (actually three by mistake..). Its called a 5 4 3 2 1 1/2 cake, because it calls for 5 spoonfuls of flour, 4 spoonfuls of sugar, etc (yes, the french use spoonfuls as a guide :) ) they also use grams, and Ingrid and I thought the 5 meant 500 grams, 4 = 400 grams, which turns out to be a lot more than 4 and 5 spoonfuls!
On Tuesday, the friend of Ingrids mom showed up with her daughter and her daughters friend (they were 11 years old) and they stayed until Sunday.
On Thursday, Ingrid and I walked to the marché in Carqueiranne, even though Carqueiranne is much, much smaller than Lyon, the marché was bigger than the marché in Montchat!
We drove back to Lyon a week after we left, last Sunday. It takes about 4 hours, that night I stayed at Ingrids house.
Michel was supposed to come back last night, but because of the Iceland volcano eruption, his flight was canceled.
I made raspberry macarons last night and Im going to fill them today :)
Pictures:
1) Balcony and view from their house
2) View from the road as we drove to Ramatuelle and St. Tropez
3)Ingrid and I at the top of the hike to the war fort
4)Eating tropeziennes
5) Swimming in a natural rock pool in the mediterranean sea
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