Man, christmas is busy in France. We've been wandering around for the last few days, shopping, visiting relatives, eating, going shopping again...We didn't get our white christmas in Versailles, but we got the next best thing; the sun! It's actually been vaguely sunny here the last few days, it's amazing. Still not warm though.
I beg to differ as to Emma's observations on the subject of fruits and vegetables here. Apparently, here, clementines are the christmas fruit, so we've been eating them non-stop. I think the fruit and vegetables matter is just your family.
I too saw a sign for an english school, but this one said "Make the Difference". I'm not sure what kind of english they teach there.
Yesterday, because it was 'such a nice day' (basically sunny, yet also 0°), we went for a walk around the gardens at the Chateau de Versailles. People say Marie Antionette was decadent. They'd be right. They have the "English Garden", which is just a park, basically, then they have the Queen's Hamlet, which was her private peasant village playground, complete with rabbits, geese and cows. Then they have the "French Garden" where everything is symmetrical. All the flowers are planted in the flower beds, but in pots at the same time. This is because Marie Antionette liked roses, and so it was some poor dude's job to go around every night; take out the flowerpots and put in pots of roses instead. Each night he'd change the colour of the roses. He could've just painted them, really...
We're going out to Paris today, we might be going to visit the Eiffel Tower. Check the news tommorow for any stories about someone trying to climb on top of it.
Maybe there are brownies in Paris...
--Caitlin
Saturday, December 27, 2008
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clementines? my french family had a thing about lychees. they brought about 200 lychees along for the xmas adventure to avoriaz and ate them all after dinner.
hahahahha painting the roses makes it sound like alice in wonderlnd.
"im painting the roses red"
update^^
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