May 29, Day 7

Breakfast was provided by the hotel, so that was nice. Right after eating we left to go find a place to rent bikes from. We ran into an English couple who told us about a place just outside of the walls of town. After renting 5 bikes, our gang was off to explore Avignon and the nearby islands. We rode through town, crossed a first bridge and had a delightful lunch, then crossed a second bridge and climbed an old tower and witnessed a magnificent view of Avignon, then we rode back into town and toured the Pope's Palace which was pretty awesome. We had a long day full of a 4+ mile bike ride and an infinite amount of stairs, so I definitely got a workout. We walked around looking for a place to have dinner and found a very nice cafe on a random street.

I have a newfound love: european coke. It's the most delicious thing in the world. It's more clean, crisp, and citrusy than the coke back in the states. I feel like the coke we have is really thick and syrupy compared to what they have here. Plus it's extra awesome that they generally serve coke to you in a coke glass with one ice cube and one thin lemon slice. It's actually really really good. I have a feeling that when I get back to America, the food is going to disgust me. Like I'll eat things that I normally ate when at home, and will ask myself, "Why did I ever think this was tasteful?" Honestly, just the thought of McDonald's is revolting, just thinking about how greasy and just thick and unhealthy it is. Don't get me wrong- I'm no health nutrition nut, it's just the the food here is SO elegant and authentic... I will definitely miss it. That and the coke. Oh, and to order a coke, you just say 'Coca', because that's what they call it here.

While on our bike ride we went through a park area where I guess it's a popular place to lay out and tan and what not. Europe is so funny, because people wear speedos, and not as a joke. I just think it's so funny. Also, PDA is like just another thing here. I can't believe how open the people here are about letting others know who they are in a relationship with and making sure you know how much they love whomever that person may be. It's kind of gross. And I think it's especially awkward for me seeing as people back in the states generally can't even tell that Zach and I are dating. Interesting.

One other fun thing is that French people like bread. That's something that people generally can pick up even if they have never been to france. What they don't realize though, is how much the french people actually do like bread. People literally walk around with huge baguettes just chomping away. I think it's really funny, and had no idea that something so simple as bread could ever be such a big deal. 

Welp I'm headed out with some fellow classmates to get some food.