I'm sure after the last post, my astute blog readers asked themselves, "Can it get any better than this??" Well, my friends, the answer is yes. Welcome to Saint-Malo, a charming seaside town famous for its history of what the French don't like to call piracy. There was some piratey stuff to see in the town but we spent most of our time on the beach because it was soooo beautiful.
"Do you trust me?" (Can you guess what inspired this picture?) To answer your question from a long time ago, Wendy, there was only one guy in the program, the TA teaching the French 102 and 201 classes. This guy, Jeff, signed up at the last minute, so our group ended up being 22 girls, 2 guys and 2 professors.
Jacqueline demonstrating a head tilt.
A view of the rugged beach and yonder town.
Some old national fort that we would have liked to explore but it was closed.
This was the best self-portrait I got with the bright sun.
Jeff, me, Jacqueline, Sarah, Emma
Climbing on the rocks...
Everyone got a turn in the limelight. Sarah busted out her sandals! I would have loved to take off my shoes and walk in the water but it was a leetle too cold for that. I'll have my chance when we go to the south.
I don't know what that is but it looks cool. Fortress? Castle? Dungeon? All of the above?
More individual moments...
I love the blue sky! We didn't get a whole lot of that on the other days.
Isn't that cute?
The city and surrounding wall. It almost looks like a movie set.
Pulling little sailboats onto the beach.
Oooh, la mer! (Name that Disney movie)
After lots of fun exploring we headed into town to find something to eat. This is what it looks like. As you can tell, Jeff really likes being in pictures.
This could be France's motto. You know, besides the one they already have. It made me think "eat, drink and be merry..."
With its music and atmosphere, this place could've been a '50s-style American diner. Except that instead of burgers and shakes, they serve waffles and crepes. Best nutella crepe I've ever had. Mmmm.
After that we walked around the aforementioned wall and ran into some of the other girls. We made silhouettes...
...and then they went down to write a message in the sand...
If we had stayed just a few more minutes we could've seen the sunset, but it was still gorgeous!
Us and a random guy on the wall. This picture is better than the first attempt, in which Jeff, J and Emma are sprouting out of Rochelle's head.
Walking back to the bus...a little boat family.
Palais du Grand Large...I couldn't get any further than that without laughing. And thinking of Mrs. Large.
It's not over yet! After getting settled at the hotel, a big group of us walked back into town for seafood (I was just tagging along).
Escargots! (I know, it looks like green sludge...)
Feel the apprehension!
I have proof. I tried it. Since it was slathered in garlic and butter, it wasn't bad! I then proceeded to drip green snail juice all over my shirt. :( All-in-all, another great day. I loved Saint-Malo.
"Do you trust me?" (Can you guess what inspired this picture?) To answer your question from a long time ago, Wendy, there was only one guy in the program, the TA teaching the French 102 and 201 classes. This guy, Jeff, signed up at the last minute, so our group ended up being 22 girls, 2 guys and 2 professors.
Jacqueline demonstrating a head tilt.
A view of the rugged beach and yonder town.
Some old national fort that we would have liked to explore but it was closed.
This was the best self-portrait I got with the bright sun.
Jeff, me, Jacqueline, Sarah, Emma
Climbing on the rocks...
Everyone got a turn in the limelight. Sarah busted out her sandals! I would have loved to take off my shoes and walk in the water but it was a leetle too cold for that. I'll have my chance when we go to the south.
I don't know what that is but it looks cool. Fortress? Castle? Dungeon? All of the above?
More individual moments...
I love the blue sky! We didn't get a whole lot of that on the other days.
Isn't that cute?
The city and surrounding wall. It almost looks like a movie set.
Pulling little sailboats onto the beach.
Oooh, la mer! (Name that Disney movie)
After lots of fun exploring we headed into town to find something to eat. This is what it looks like. As you can tell, Jeff really likes being in pictures.
This could be France's motto. You know, besides the one they already have. It made me think "eat, drink and be merry..."
With its music and atmosphere, this place could've been a '50s-style American diner. Except that instead of burgers and shakes, they serve waffles and crepes. Best nutella crepe I've ever had. Mmmm.
After that we walked around the aforementioned wall and ran into some of the other girls. We made silhouettes...
...and then they went down to write a message in the sand...
If we had stayed just a few more minutes we could've seen the sunset, but it was still gorgeous!
Us and a random guy on the wall. This picture is better than the first attempt, in which Jeff, J and Emma are sprouting out of Rochelle's head.
Walking back to the bus...a little boat family.
Palais du Grand Large...I couldn't get any further than that without laughing. And thinking of Mrs. Large.
It's not over yet! After getting settled at the hotel, a big group of us walked back into town for seafood (I was just tagging along).
Escargots! (I know, it looks like green sludge...)
Feel the apprehension!
I have proof. I tried it. Since it was slathered in garlic and butter, it wasn't bad! I then proceeded to drip green snail juice all over my shirt. :( All-in-all, another great day. I loved Saint-Malo.
2 comments:
Summer, you are a brave and clever girl! I'd been thinking about open-house food when I saw your escargots.... Nutella, of course, is a whole different kettle of fish.
Those gardens are impressive. I try to keep my shrubs well-groomed. Ha (Molly and Will)
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