Le Mont Saint Michel !

Le Mont Saint Michel

Hi there!
 Still on vacations but not for long since I'll have to get back to school on the 4th. Until then I'm free to have as much leisure time as I can fit in a day...Honestly, I feel like this year is going to be chalenging, my schedule seems pretty full from now on and I don't know yet how well it's going to work out between my classes that are going from 8 am until 5pm, my hobies outside of school, and my job (if I manage to find one before school starts). That's pretty much what is going on for me right now when one week one back in time I was visiting the Mont Saint Michel in Normandy with my family and our american friend, Matthew, coming from North Carolina ! The Mont Saint Michel is one the most visited site after the Effel Tower wich is the first one, so we couldn't just skip it especially since we had a guest with us we needed to go there. That's why, I suppose, we did it twice in a row and thrice for my dad who seemed to enjoy it so much...yeah it's huge.  If you want to get a good picture of if you need to approach it under different set of view (usually you have enough of it after one time).
        So the first time we did it we were with a guide that took us across the Bay of The Mont Saint Michel to the monument itself. He explained all about this rock on wich an abbaye was seatted for many centuries. That used to be, we're back in the 10th century (when people  thought that walking for miles and miles would erase their sins), the most prised pelgrinage site that you could find at this time. If you got there alive, from the shifting sands to the moving tides it was a difficult task,  you were blessed. Of course only those that had the purest soul could get there out of troubles. I got there fine. The guide must have been some kind of god to be achieving this crossing everyday ! Incredibly, about 20 000 pelgrins were doing the crossing everyday back then (less than half were ever going back though)!

What happened when your soul wasn't pure...(loads of people get stuck)

 What happened to it next I paid less attention : it got through the 100 years war intact, resisted all of the english assault and got forgotten afterwards until it sucited a new interest among the french writers of the 19th, like Flaubert, Maupassant and Hugo, among many others, pulling it back to life again. And nowadys it's a big touristic attraction that you'll do if ever you come visit me:)
Which, after you read this, will want to do for sure!
See you soon on skype!

oh, my brother!

Your extra-terrestre.

Back from the north (not exactly pole)

Bonjour !!

That was in a town council in le touquet

How is everyone doing in his own life?
Barely got back in town that I'm busy on the computer again, chatting with people, and basically streching out my limits until my brain says stop. I can't disconnect that easily to the world I've been living in for about a year. I don't want to anyway :)
People say that I'm actually an alien because we don't really speak the same language and that I always seem to be miles away from the reality, what's happening right here, right now. I must possess some kind of power to be in two different places at a time, that's cool with me.
 Anyway, what I wanted to share with you wasn't about any secret identity but about the trips I've been up to these last couples of weeks : "che le Nord". I've met lots of nice people there and they were all asking why we, young people, would wanna go over here on vacations. Well, to tell the truth I was seing a friend but I really thought that it would be a great place to live when I'll be old enough. My reasons for that are that, first, it's really easy to get to travel there.Since you're very close to the english channel you can take the tunnel and in 30 minutes you're in England ! What else you can do very easily is get to Belgium  and meet with François l'embrouille for a five minutes speed dating!
Then, I love the fact that there are much more strangers in Boulogne than there are in Laval, where I live. It's way easier to meet english people over there (it's well know that english gets drunk in France...) and even spanish coming from either south america or spain. You don't meet lots of asian though, they must prefer Paris (or maybe we prefer them to prefer Paris). So I went to a polyglot bar one evening and sat at one table and spoke spanish, although I never took spanish in school, with french and mexican. I had fun trying to speak and I think people had fun teaching me haha There were also two other tables upstairs that spoke german and english, no one at the german table and everybody at the english one wich was rather pity I thought. That way I became friend with some mexicans and we spent some time together afterwards.

View on the beach with a balcony to dispose if we wish, great flat!

The other great thing at Boulogne is the beach and we really made the most of it while we were there. Midnight bath is always something that I plan on doing but that I still haven't tried yet under pretex that it was too cold outside...which is only part of the reason. Lying on our wet towels to dry our wet bodies, playing at beach volley, and going for a run one time, was some of the things we did instead. oh yeah and taking pictures was another one of our hobbie. We travelled around a bit to a few neighbouring city that were nice étape, le touquet, Rouen...

Tadaaa, the entrance of the town council (mairie in french)

This was a great ride! It reminded me of playland in Vancouver.