Non.
Shit.
- Call in the Canadians...
Avignon, the ancient city, the pont du gard, the city where no one speaks much English. Arriving to the bandb hotel Avignon after winding along the French Coast, and after a beautiful day in Monaco we arrived tired and in need of just relaxing into our beds. However we got off to a troublesome start, as we attempted to check in at our hotel. With the receptionist speaking no English it was up to Patrick and I to communicate our rooming needs to the frenchy. However because we still needed to pay a 500 euro deposit, which was not payed for in the oringinal invoice, things turned a little sour as the tour guide got a little angry and had a go at the receptionist in Danish. The receptionist quickly snapped back. Saying "Putain" and calling our guide an ignorant foreigner. When asked to translate, we decided not to call our tour guide a prostitute and instead said that the receptionist was doing all that she could do.
However it worked out and things were fine until the bowling alley that evening...
Told that we were able to play as much as we can for one hour, about 30 of us got right into some competitive bowling. I've of the best games to play when you were winning but he of the worst when you are losing, many friendships were made and broken in just 90 minutes. As the Canadians showed the sole Dane how to play, the kiwis lost terribly against the brazilians at first then opened a can of wip ass in the last game breaking triple digits.
However things got a little suspicious as we had been playing for 90 minutes and they hadn't stopped us yet so we went up to check what was up.
Apparently we hadn't been charged €5.20 for the hour but instead €5.20 per game, and with some people having played four games Nikolaj wasn't happy that we were getting ripped off. Refusing to pay and communicating yet again through myself and Patrick we pleaded to a beautiful little French girl that we couldn't afford it. With Nikolaj demanding to speak to the boss, we argued with the manager for an hour before we gave in to the stubborn Frenchman. Patrick and I, however weren't complaining as it meant we got to talk with the pretty French girl for almost an hour :)
Anyway we ended up paying around €15 each and we actually all had a very fun night, and it was all part of the exchange experience!
The next day it was a 2 hour drive to go see the famous roman aqueduct the pont du gard that carried water to Nice for over 300 years. After taking a few pictures and crossing the bridge a few times we had a picnic in the sun to some nice fresh French bread and croissants (a lot better than the stale Italian stuff) the vibes were good and the beautiful weather made the day even better.
We were then released in the ancient town of Avignon for a small bit of shopping and sight seeing. Coincidentally the Austrian rotary exchange students happened to be in Austria the same day so we caught up with some kiwi mates and ate some maccas together.
Overall such a nice welcome to the French culture. Bring on Paris!!!
Jonty
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