the land of never ending pastries and vineyards can't posibbly be all that bad (spring break #6)

after falling in love on tenerife, tessa and i moved on (taxi, bus, plane, train, and finally car) to france where we met her dad and sheryl. it was nice to finally not have to make any decisions, or figure out public transportation, and the house they had rented was amazing. the bathrooms even had towel warmers. but, to be honest, i dont really remember what all we saw. the first day we mostly just walked and drove around a few random towns and places.

we stopped in one particularly cute town, but there was literally nobody around. and completely randomly, there was confetti all over. the streets and sidewalks were covered and we had no idea why. i would like to pretend that there was nobody around cause it was a town filled with beautiful people that had spent the night having a townwide fiesta.

then we moved on to carcassone, which is this midevil town where people still live in the crazy castles and stuff. it was pretty cool looking, but i pretty much felt like i was in disney world because the bottom floors of all the buildings were cheesy stores and cafes. i did get some rocking tee shirts there though.

there were a lot of pictures of pigs everywhere. i couldnt figure out exactly why because i don't know french...but it had something to do with this princess that saved the town by throwing a pig over the town walls....haha, yeah, i dont know.

we also got some freakin amazing candy in carcassone. it was hard candy with this intensly amazing gooey middle. i am addicted.

return home, no electricity. what should we do? crepes of course! so we walked about five feet to the crepe place in town, and met peter the crepe man. hard cider and crepes are a pretty good combination. and then tessa's dad got a grand marnier crepe flambe, and that pretty much made my night. a flaming crepe just can't be beat.