Hello, Goodbye

So I realized that i didn't really officially sign off before going away for three weeks! I went to London the 28th and 29th where I had a very interesting time with my friend Adam (don't worry, I will get into more details the next time I am actually sitting at a computer and not trying to type everything on an ipod). I am now in Salzburg! It's my second day here and really i have just been walking around and accidently winding up in palaces, cathedrals, and parks. I am SO excited though because GABRIELLE GETS HERE TODAY!!!!! There are no words to express how excited I am!

Our trip is three weeks long starting in Salzburg, Austria (I guess my trip actually started in London, but who's counting). From here we go down to Slovenia for a week where we will be staying with family, then we spend a night in Milan and pick up our friend Bethany. Then it's off to Franxe for a week: Marseille, Toulouse, Bordeaux, and Paris. Then the last leg of our trip we are going to Bern, Swtzerland where we will be for a few days before flying out of Zurich on the 20th! I can't believe I am actually on this trip, the past 5+ months have been such an adventure already, it's exciting to know that I am going out with a bang!

See you all in California!!!

Nouvelle Idée

Packing at Midnight

           It’s currently midnight on May 26^th, I leave in two days, so naturally I have decided that now is the time I should start packing up! It’s ridiculous going through all of my papers, clothes, and general stuff.  I haven’t accumulated too much from the past five months, but there is still a lot to fit into one big bag! I have a French memory board in my room that I have slowly been filling up, and now that it’s nice and overflowing, I don’t want to take it down so I think I will save that for last.  There are so many wonderful memories and letters; it’s just too fantastic.   

I hope I can replicate this back in my room!

I am definitely getting excited to see Gabrielle and Bethany and just go and travel! I will be living out of a Jansport backpack for the majority of our three week long trip, so that will definitely be interesting, but it will be worth it.  Three days and counting: this will be epic!

Getting Ready to Get Ready

           Well, it is now Sunday the 22^nd, which means that I have less than a week in Bordeaux before I leave to travel around with Gabrielle and Bethany! I must say that I am getting pretty excited.  Though I do not want to leave Bordeaux and my host family and all of the French friends that I have made, I am really looking forward to exploring other parts of Europe, make new international friends and even visiting unknown relatives! I leave this Saturday to go to London for two days where I will be staying with my friend Adam (my Australian “brother” who stayed with the Michaud’s from March-April).  After that I go to Salzburg to meet up with Gabrielle.  From there we go to Slovenia (staying with family of course!) and then heading to Milan to meet up with Bethany.  Once Bethany gets there we are planning on traveling along the south of France, up to Bordeaux for a day or two, and then heading up to Paris to visit Tristan for four days.  From there we hop over to Switzerland (staying with the family of our oh-so-wonderful friends Dan and Julie Smith (we are SO bringing you back some gifts to show our gratitude!)).  We fly back to LA out of Zurich on the 20^th of June and then it’s done! Summertime in California is just around the corner, and I am so looking forward to it!

Les Orages

         I always thought that in California we had all seasons except for winter.  I mean the summer is nice and hot, and it lasts a bit longer than summer in most other places.  Then autumn comes and really that lasts through December, and for me I feel like winter is just a slightly colder spring, which leads back into summer.  Oh how mistaken I was.  Bordeaux actually has springtime showers and warm thunderstorms.  It is currently pouring and thundering but I am in shorts with my windows open.  It’s not half as muggy as the south in the United States though which is a plus.  The weather here alternates between sunny and hot to muggy to rain rain rain and then back up to sunny and hot again.  I love it because in SoCal I feel like we get very few of those summer storms, with the lightning and the thunder and the odd animal behavior.  There is something so calming about sitting in the quietness of your house, just listening to the rainstorm pass over you. You can see the sky clearing to the west, and you know that in fifteen minutes the world will come out to play again in the sunshine.  Parcs will be bustling, people will begin preparing their dinners; the weekend will have started.  But for now you sit, anticipating the next loud shock of thunder, watching the rain as it falls on the rooftops.  This is no sprinkle of rain either, it is a veritable downpour of expectant drops that pitter patter along the roof tops like children on Christmas. Basking in the moment, smelling the fresh breeze as it blows all of the smoke, smog, and mugginess of the week out of your city, you know that in it’s place there will be a new air that will linger in the quarters, bringing a freshness to the city in preparation for what is to come. 

 

Summer Vacay

   This is what summer vacation looks like in France: 

Please don't make me go home!

Official Food Blog

         Yes I realize that in almost every single one of my blogs I talk about food at least once. I can’t help it! Lea has turned me into a complete foodie.  Now instead of checking my e-mail I check foodgawker to see what new tastes I can try next week.  I have a list going of all of the meals I want to make this summer including cheeses and wine pairings!  I am saying this because I had the absolute best meal of my life the other day at Sandy’s apartment.  Her landlord made lunch for her and her apartment mate, plus her dad, Lea, and me.  It was so good my mouth is watering just thinking of it, so good in fact that I didn’t get ONE picture of the food, so here instead, I will transcribe the menu:

Aperatif: Champagne, Saucisson, Olive Paté, and some other type of odd French meat

Course 1: Foie Gras with a fig preserve, served with sweet white wine

Course 2 (main course): a Casserole made of white beans, confit de canard (duck), sausage, and carrots, served with red wine

Course 3: cheese: Chèvre, Rochefort (or some other type of strong, soft cheese), Brie cinders, all served with a raspberry preserve

Dessert: Lemon Tarte, Apricot Tarte, cannelés

Dégustatif: Cognac, Armegnac, and Martinique Rum, plus a cup of tea to top it all off!

This meal lasted hours, and we all ate so much.  I didn’t eat dinner that night, nor did I eat much the next day, it was just too good!  This is something that I really hope I can bring home with me.  The French know how to throw a lunch.  It is several courses long, delicious food, fun friends and what makes it better than a dinner party is that your day isn’t over when the party is over.  
 

Emily left today...

        Emily left today so Lea and I went to the train station to say goodbye even though we didn't want to.  On the one hand I know that I am going to see Emily again, we have spent far too much time together to think anything else, on the other hand though, Emily lives in San Jose and goes to Davis which is far away...putain.  This whole saying goodbye thing is so much like summer camp, only this time I am wiser and know that the ending is so good.  We have all grown up a lot and have taught each other invaluable life lessons.  I am so happy for the time spent with all of my friends here and I know that this must end.  It is impossible to continue growing in the same way with only a small group of people.  My time here in France has been incredible, but now we will see just how much France has met to each and every one of us by what we bring back home.  Whether it be the cuisine, the language, the fashion, the work ethic, or whatever else we have learned, I know our experiences here will be rated by how we change in our daily lives back in California. 

La (dernière) Campagne

         I went to the campagne for the first time in a while, but it was probably the last time I will go there while I am here in Bordeaux.  As I have expressed before, I love the french countryside, it is by far my favorite place I have ever been.  It is beautiful and calming, rolling hills and rivers, small villages with the nicest people.  It’s so dear to my heart that I don’t believe I could ever fully express my love for it.  This time we (Patrick, Maylis, Mayli's mom, Mayllis' sister, her husband, their daughter, her boyfriend, and I) ate a delicious meal of rôti, haricots verts and the best pommes de terre I have ever eaten.  For Dessert we had gotten a bunch of little gateaux from a bakery  so I had the tarte framboises which was to die for! After lunch, I was slowly slipping into a food comas so I took my book (I am reading Hemmingway’s A Moveable Feast, which my mom got for me for Easter, thanks mom!) and sat underneath a tree to read.  The cat came by and laid on me, purring.  It was perfect temperature, on the hotter side of warm, with a slight breeze blowing over the vineyards.  The tree was lush and green, but let a few speck of sun light through.  After a solid hour of reading, I was obliged to take a nap, so I curled up next to the cat and just slept.  I listened to the silence of the countryside, the wind, the horses, the dogs, the grass—it was beautiful.  When I woke up, I took a little promenade around the house.  It looks so different now that it is spring.  Everything is green and in bloom, it all just looks so much brighter (not too mention warmer, when I first visited I had to wear my northface!).  My host parents and I went to visit one of their clients in Dordogne (This client also happens to run a family-operated foie gras business, so we got our own little tour of how it’s made! Plus my parents bought a bunch, I guess I will be eating good tonight!).  It is beautiful in Dordogne, there is a gorgeous river, beautiful villages, and a chateau where Michel de Montaigne lived in for a time! We started heading back home as the sun was setting and I almost cried.  I was looking out the windows of the car and I didn’t know where to look.  All of the views were so gorgeous; it was overwhelming.  The sunset over the river was beyond breathtaking, and the shadows cast over the hills were glorious.  I have no more adjectives to give; no more words to describe the utter beauty of the campagne.  I will miss it dearly, but I know that some place as moving as that cannot be forgotten and will not be left unvisited.  

This is the difference between Winter and Spring in the countryside!

 Baby grapes! Too tiny!

 It was such a beautiful day

 If any of you are interested (and I am sure you all are!) this is the name of my host family's vignoble : Minvielle

Leaving la campagne, quelle tristesse,  Elle me manque beaucoup!

FINIT?!

           I can’t believe it! I just took my last final of the semester! Monday May 9^th—who gets out on May 9^th?!  I am officially on summer break, officially done with school in France, and what’s more, I am officially a 4^th year! Senior baby! It was rather anti-climactic I must say, the end of my exams.  This whole year was so gradual.  It started off pretty slow, building momentum, and then March was the busiest work-month, but then work started dwindling again, classes were becoming fewer and farther apart, and then it was just…done.  This is the last week with all of us here (Coral has already left and Emily leaves a week from today!).  Today we ATTEMPTED to make crêpes, both sucré and salé, but they didn’t really turn out that well so instead we made this tasty disaster for dessert.   

 Only a few more days of baking, laughing, cuddling, franglais-ing, and randoming to our hearts content, then it’s wait wait wait until California!

 Chantilly for Emily

(Side note: yes, I dyed my hair)

 Yes, we do take petit poses on the floor of my kitchen

Greece

Part 4: Deux Nuits, Sans Lit, Sans Amoureux!

         It was a good thing we had such a good day that because we knew we had a loooooong day/two days ahead of us.  While we were at the beach, the hostel let us leave our luggage there to come back to for later (check out was at 11 but we had a whole day to kill, that’s why we went to the beach).  We got back to the hostel at around 9 PM or so, played a game of cards, had a mini-dance party with reception, and then were out of there by about ten to take the metro to the airport.  The metro only took us part of the way there but thankfully the buses were still running and we met up with a bunch of other study-abroad students from Chicago (all studying in different places) who were trekking to the airport as well—making friends left and right.  We get to the airport, wait around for a bit, and then Sandy and I head off to our 4:25 am flight to Paris with a layover in Prague.  We get to Paris and meet back up with Emily (it's now Monday at around 11, and there was no sleeping on the plane).  We have one full day to kill in Paris because our train doesn't leave Montparnasse until 8:20, so we take a metro to Parc Luxembourg (fun fact: It was in this park that I played a concert in high school with the band trip!).  We wanted to take some naps on the grass, but we didn't realize that this was a no-walking-on-the-grass parc.  Lame.  So we just chilled on some benches, talking, people watching, etc.  We mosey over to the Macdo (Mcdonald's) for free wifi and coffee and then walk to the train station (oh yeah, did I mention that we have all of our luggage?).  We get there at around quarter to seven, hang out there for a while, and then go over to the train when the terminal is posted.  We had all been preparing this for the entire day: we got a cheap train back to Bordeaux...with standing room only.  Fortunately, there are little tiny fold-down chairs in between the cars to sit and we each got one, we were separated though because our tickets had a car number but no seat number and we each got different cars.  Another sleepless three hour and forty-five minute train-ride and we are back to Bordeaux!…but not quite home.  We each have to take the tram to get home: Emily takes a bus to a tram, I take a tram and then walk 15 minutes, and Sandy takes a tram past Quinconces, a major hub.  Our train was late and Emily's bus came early.  The tram was running late too, but it wasn't going beyond the hub that Sandy needed to get past to get home (the street gets a little shady near her neighborhood).  I was going to end up taking the tram to Quinconces anyway to walk home, so I was fine.  Sandy ended up taking a taxi and Emily spent the night at my house so it all worked out fine.  We both had to shower off though before bed because, if you haven't noticed during this entire tale: we hadn't showered since Saturday, and we had been traveling, sight-seeing, beaching, and just having fun in general. 

 Exasperated Emily

 All-too-tired Adrianna

 Sleepy Sandy

This trip was such an interesting one, while we didn’t do as much sightseeing as we did in Spain, we each had our own little adventures. I really surprised myself at how well I did on so little sleep, but also I got to take a chance and do some self-reflection, something that I hadn’t done in quite a while.  It’s such a different experience when you go somewhere expecting to have these great adventures, and then come back and realize what was most important about your trip was the time you spent alone on a beach, by a church, on the tram, in a hostel, just thinking. 

Greece

Part 3: Figuring out our Funk

         When we got back to Athens (after a much more peaceful ferry ride) we checked into our hostel and grabbed some food (Lea met up with us in Mykonos that day because she and her family had gone to Tinos for Easter).  It was now Easter Sunday and our hostel was going to Easter mass.  It was so interesting the way they do it.  They form a procession and move the service out of the church, everyone lights a candle and stands around the platform where the service is held facing the church.  It was really a treat to see.  For some reason all of us girls were in a funk.  We were all really pensive and it was obvious that we had heavy hearts for our own reasons.  Whe we went back to our hostel, Sandy and I were chilling with our roommate Chris.  He had a guitar and I asked to play it, next thing I know, Coral, Emily and their two roommates came in and Chris and I were going back and forth playing and singing.  It was a veritable campfire.  In spite of the fact that we didn’t sleep that well due to the freezingness of our hostel, we all were much better the next morning, we went to the beach and had such an amazing time just hanging out, laying around, listening to music, and of course laughing and singing.

Greece

Part 2: Mykonos and the Ferry ride of Doom

         Mykonos was by far my favorite part of this trip, except for maybe the “getting there”.  We got up early in the morning to take a taxi to the port.  When we get there, it’s as if all of Athens is leaving the city.  Greece takes Easter very seriously, many Athenians have families on the islands, and so they leave the city to go spend the week-end with them.  We bought our tickets late so we were actually able to sit in business class, which has a bunch of couches and wasn’t AS crowded.  This turned out to be such a blessing.  Right as we leave the port, we can tell the water is a little rocky, but it was nothing compared to what the trip was like when we were in open waters.  Waves were hitting the windows, people couldn’t walk around, and they closed off the deck.  We were sitting next to a Canadian woman who travels a lot in these waters and she told us that this was the worst she had ever seen it, and she also warned us to not be frightened if people start getting sick and freaking out.  Not two minutes after she told us this, a woman in the corner broke down and began sobbing.  It was awful, people were throwing up, women were crying, babies were screaming.  Emily, Sandy and Coral all had to lay on the floor.  It wasn’t until the waters had calmed a bit that we realized the ferry gives out free dramomine!  When we got off the ferry, it was gorgeous: blue waters, green hills, and the friendliest of people.  We took a bus to our hostel (which turned out to be a resort) and were blown away.  You literally walk around a corner and are on the beach, the most popular beach in Mykonos.  Fortunately we got there the week before tourist season opens, so we had the beach essentially to ourselves.   

We ended up renting ATV's and taking them all over the island.  It is gorgeous there, I loved every second of it.  The people are friendly, the water is blue, and the gyros are delicious.  We spent our days riding around, laying on the beach, eating, day drinking, and just laughing.  We spent so much time laughing and bonding, it was absolutely fantastic.   

We were all sad to leave in part because we loved Mykonos so much, but also because we knew our trip was coming to and end which meant so any things for us all: The end of vacation, the return to the last part of our stay in Bordeaux, and the fact that Coral was leaving, she was not coming back to Bordeaux! We knew that our return to Athens and the two days spent there were going to have to be glorious.  

 Beach, Greek Salad, Corona, does life get any better?

Greece

Part 1: The Odyssey

         Emily, Sandy and I decided to save some money and spend the night in the Charles de Gaulle airport.  This seemed like a fantastic idea at the time because not only would we be saving money, we would also not have to worry about commuting from wherever we were staying to the airport at 4 o’clock in the morning (our flight was at 5).  We got there at around midnight and found some comfy seats by the non-crazy, non-homeless people.  Unfortunately these seats were by the HUGE window where at around 4 became ridiculously drafty and freezing, so needless to say, none of us got much sleep.   Our flights all went smoothly and we got to Athens without a hitch.  We took the bus into the city (getting a little lost on the way) and found Lea who took us to her place.  Lea is Greek, her family owns an apartment in the city that they haven’t used in years, but were nice enough to let us use for this trip! Right when we get there we drop our stuff off and get us some spanikopita (spinach puffs).  They were divine! We were all so happy to be there (Coral’s flight had finally gotten in!) together in Athens but we needed some sleep, so we saved sightseeing for the next day.  The next day we went to the Akropolis, the Akropolis museum, and the bazaar.  The bazaar is really touristy but it was still fun, we ate gyros, bought sandals and just walked around!  What’s funny about the market area is that the venders really sell their products and it is completely fine to talk down the prices.  While we were walking through, all we heard was , “please buy my product, please, please!!!”.  Athens is a very interesting city, while I can appreciate it for its’ rich history, ancient ruins, and being the birthplace of…well…just about everything, it is a city nonetheless.  It is probably the biggest city I have ever been in, it’s pretty dirty, and everyone smokes inside in spite of the fact that a law was passed within the last year or two prohibiting it.  We got to see the new Olympic stadium, Hadrian’s gate, Zeus’ temple, and this church atop a hill, which over looks the whole city, during our last day on the mainland.  Emily, Sandy, Coral and I were off the next day for Mykonos, and we were so excited, but also sad because Lea was staying behind (all of her extended family lives in Greece so this was her one time to visit them).  

 

Self portrait Parthenon shot!

My Lovely Ladies at Hadrian's Gate looking up at the Parthenon!

Les Vacances

         Well, I made it back safe and sound from Greece! Our traveling was pretty radical (we got to take all types of transportation: train, plane, ferry, bus, metro, tram, taxi…) but we got everywhere we needed to be.  I will give you more detailed accounts of my adventures but until then, here is a little taste of what went on:

         -    Spending the night at CDG, freezing and delusional

-       Apartment in Athens: Spanikopita, Ouzo, Bakalava, and Gyros

-       Akropolis, Parthenon, Museum, Hadrian’s gate, columns

-       The Bazarre: “Please buy my product…please, PLEASE!?”

-       Ferry ride of doom to Mykonos

-       Getting lost on ATV’s, beach, white and blue, day drinking, octopus

-       Back to Athens!

-       Mary, Murphy, Chris, Phil, Peter at Zeus

-       Easter mass at the Greek Orthodox church followed by guitar playing pow-wow

-       Beach, friends, dance party

            -   Deux nuits sans lit, sans amoureux: spending one night in the Athens airport, the next day at Parc Luxembourg in Paris, then catching the last train into Bordeaux

 

GREEEEEEEEEEEEECE!!!!

Well, it's that time of the semester...again! I am leaving today for a week-long trip to Athens, Greece with all of my lovely ladies! When I get back, I will only have a few more finals and the last part of my stay here in Bordeaux! 

Time to go touch some really old stuff!
Bonnes vacances!
 

Internet

    You would think that after three and a half months living in the same house and using the same computer, that the internet situation would be figured out...that is not the case.  My internet went out two days ago - both the wireless in the house and for some odd reason the free hotspot wifi thing.  So, here I sit...in Mcdonalds...in April...just using the internet.  On the bright side though I am officially on Spring break and I leave for Greece on Sunday!!! I am the last to get out of here so I am getting antsy for lack of things to do, I hope that I will be able to make it to Sunday without exploding!!!

Less than thrilled about the internet not working...

 

Walking

         So, I accidentally walked about ten miles the other day.  I have been sick all weekend (I finally feel better, but I have that smokey lounge-singer voice) but on Sunday, I had a random burst of energy and decided to go on a walk.  As I was walking I realized that I didn’t want to just walk around Bordeaux, I wanted to explorer, so what did I do? I crossed Pont de Pierre (the bridge over the Garonne).  It was weird over there, not quite a bizarro-Bordeaux, but different all the same.  It definitely was not as nice, but I figured that it was uncharted territory for me so it would suffice.  I ended up walking for close to three and a half hours, just wandering around and taking my time.  I was about to go back when I looked up onto this hill and saw a big church.  I said to myself, “Alright, let’s go there”, so I went.  I started walking up and up, and all of a sudden I had no idea where I was.  I found this gate that led off of the path and onto a dirt road, I figured that since I was already lost, how much more damage could this do?  That road turned out to be the back entrance to the cemetery of eglise St. Romain that I had been trying to get to! It was nice to explorer on my own and be able to get lost and then find my way again.  This walk has given me some self-confidence that I have been lacking toward my abilities to get places, even if I don’t know where I am going.   

"Hey, self, let's go there!"

On my way back home, crossing Pont de Pierre, the sky was absolutely amazing

Parents

         Last week was such a weird week for my little group of friends.  Emily and Sandy both got a few visitors so it was just Lea and I for the most part of our day-to-day lives.  First, Sandy’s friend Cecelia came into town, she is nice and bubbly and fit right in.  Then Emily’s parents came in, they are oh-so-kind; they invited us over for a wine and cheese night one night and a taco night the next.  After Emily’s parents left (or rather while they were all in Paris) Sandy’s mom and grandma came, who also made us a Mexican food dinner.  It was really nice to have some family in town and to get some insight as to why our friends are the way they are. We realized, however, that we can’t go for very long without missing one another.  Lea and I were hanging out a lot, and eventually Coral as well, but it was so weird to not be around Sandy and Emily for that week.  It seems like we spend most of our waking moments together laughing, talking, playing, and just all around having fun. While it was nice to have some family in town, it became kind of a reminder that we are going to be going back home in the nearer future.  That, along with Mexican food and graduating in one year from now, we have all decided to not speak of until absolutely necessary. 

  Mes Filles Favorites

Fête Américain

         Last month Jean-Lucien planted in my mind an idea for an American themed party, yesterday that idea became reality.  Sandy’s mom had rented an apartment for the week that she was visiting, but ended up leaving a day early, so we figured that we could use her apartment to have this little shindig seeing as how it was very close to the city center and a tram stop.  We invited French and American students, so there was a lot of Franglais going on there.  We made cookies, brownies, cornbread, and sangria (just to throw in a little bit of Spanish flair).  

 Sandy, Lea, and Coral baking the night before

 Of course we knew that no American (college) party would be complete without beer pong, so we set up a table and bought some ping pong balls and made ourselves our very own make-shift beer pong! The night turned out pretty great, everyone had a good time, and my host brothers all got a taste of the California college party scene!

  Team 1: Jean-Lucien and Coral

  Team 2: Adam and Lea

La Plage

           When you live in Bordeaux and you want to go to the beach you have a few options: Arcachon, Biertiz, and a few more.  Each is about an hour train ride away but the most popular one for Bordeaux is Arcachon (possibly because it is so easy to get to).  This past Friday, Lea, Coral and I took a day trip there and we had a blast!  To get there we took a ten-minute train ride and an hour-long bus trip (it wasn’t too bad though because we decided to make mimosas on the bus, you know, to keep it classy).  We got there at around 10:30 and found out that there was a bus that goes to Dune de Pyla (the biggest sand dune in all of Europe) leaving at 11:45, so we decided to walk around and check out the city for a bit.  Arcachon is so adorable, it feels like a beach town the second you step foot off of the bus.  It was warm and sunny, there were even palm trees! This city is more like an old-person beach town though, which I personally prefer, so there weren’t a lot of teenagers running amuck.  The bus finally comes, but right before we hop on this class of about 20 students gets on and the bus driver just turns to us and says, “sorry no more room, there is another bus in two hours”.  Two hours!?  We decided then that it would be better and more enjoyable for us to just walk to the beach.  It was such a nice walk, the houses were gorgeous and there wasn’t anyone on the beach, and it ended up getting up to 29.5 degrees Celsius (that’s like 80F).  We found a nice place on the beach to lay out and eat our salad and drink our let’s-just-put-oranges-and-juice-into-our-wine sangria.   

(the sangria is in the water bottle!)

We ended up just lounging around for about 4 hours—it was heaven! Then we decided to try and find the actual dune, so we started walking and every time there was a bend in the coast we would say, “Oh, I bet it’s just around this bend!”…but it never was.  After walking for over an hour we finally see the dune! It really is huge! 

We are so excited and we know this time it really is just around the bend, unfortunately this particular bend before the dune turns into a little cove which was easily going to be another two miles (at least) of walking.  We had a train to catch, so we decided at this point that it would be better just to come back again and go to the dune.  We head back towards town and find a bus stop where the bus is supposed to come in five minutes.  We are sitting there, sore, tired, and a pretty hungry when we see the bus…zoom past us.  The top of the bus said “complet” which meant that this bus too was full, and there wasn’t going to be another for two hours.  We ended up walking all the way back into town and just barely made it onto our train home.  By the end of the day we were all so exhausted, hungry, and sunburned, but it was well worth it.  I had forgotten how much I love the beach and how much I really do miss it! I think I know how I will be spending my summer vacation!