Saturday, October 15, 2011

Je ne parle pas français

Thanks Mom for teaching me that phrase 8 years ago in an airport.  It was quite useful this weekend in  Aix-en-Provence (just outside Marseille in the South of France).  I went for a short trip to visit two good friends from Claremont.  Aix (pronounced "x") is a precious town, though very pricey.  The program center for my friends had a beautiful sunny garden where I enjoyed reading while they finished classes.
 Isabel and I took a boat tour in and around the Marseille harbour.  It was cool to see the places so many books describe...
... like the Count of Monte Cristo Fortress!!
 Way up on the top of the hill is the Notre Dame basilica.  It was pretty impressive and you could see it all over town.
 The water was crystal clear and turquoise in parts.  I really wished I had my suit and could've jumped in!
 Naturally we hunted down the frozen yogurt place in town. YUM! Also, the crepes were incredible.  I'm addicted.  Nutella coconut is by far and away the best flavor. :)

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