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Yesterday we woke up at 6AM to begin our long journey to southern France. 3 stiflingly hot and slow trains, ticket confusion, hunger pains, paying for bathrooms, a pair of attractive Germans, and 13 hours later, we got off the train in Nice. For me, it is bizarrely bringing back memories of my high school journey. But it is gorgeous here.
This morning we woke up and headed straight to the beach. We have both decided that little pebbles are far superior to sand. They hurt your feet slightly more, but it's a lot less messy. At around 11, we decided to go parasailing. They simply strap you in on the beach and the boat drives away. The view is amazing, but I'm pretty sure there are now permanent bruises on my upper thighs from the straps. I think the crash landing was the best part, but Anna preferred the painful straps to the whiplash.
Point of view change:
After parasailing, we went into the water and Lauren decided to "go for a swim." She got about three feet ahead of me before whipping around repeating "i've been stung, i've been stung i've been stung!!" The thumb on her right hand which has sustained 5 major injuries had once again been targeted. I was scared, for a hot second, that she might start crying. That would've been weird. However she calmed herself down saying "its ok...you're ok...just relax..." This only worked for a few seconds, until she convinced herself the jellyfish was poisonous, and she was getting the chills because of the "disease" not by the cold ocean water and wet hair. I might have thought she was serious had i not known she fights pain with humor. It immediately swelled up and within the hour has changed color about 4 times. We stayed in the ocean after the traumatizing event for a while, because Lauren was convinced the water made it feel better. After hearing many pop culture references say that only urine relieves the horrible pain of a jelly fish sting, we seriously considered it a few times, but resolved to just quote the "Friends" episode instead. Plus; the water is way to clear to get away with that....people would see. Then again, they're the one's who are topless.
Anyway, she shall live through the day. Now were off to get lots of tattoos and piercings. Also, dread our hair (just kidding, Mom). Au revoir!!
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Mère Bonjour! Ha! Ha! That's right make fun of your mother in print. Isn't the first time...won't be the last I am sure... Don't forget the Bain de Soleil Love you! Mère
sharon i certainly hope you didnt try to hold the door open to the bathroom in order to cut down on cost... its not worth it
Mrs. Farrell Vinegar might have worked. All you needed was a salad. Your mother is on her way if I don't forget to take her to the airport, so get those piercings before she gets there.
Captain Kim hahaha. I just discovered your blog! this is great. soooo seriously, any tattoos yet?