ahh beautiful Nice...this is where I decided that I am deff. a small town girl.  
Nice- Iron Man Triathlon 

Here is where our journey turned into a ROLLER COASTER....here is our day after we left Paris: 7:20 am- woke up at St. Christophers hostel in Paris ate breakfast and headed to the Subway by eight.

9pm- Left for Limoge and sat in the lounge car w/out reservations…stowaways : )

9-12pm- watch obnoxious teenagers make out for three hours haha (seriously people here need to learn how to GET A ROOM)

12pm- arrived in Limoge and cant get ahold of Emily

2- figure out how to head TOWARDS Cannes- run to the train (again without reservations) sit down by a stranger and were off.

3- start talking to the straner next to us- his name is Merlyn Jackson and for the past tow weeks he’s been a Tour de’ France groupie and he’s ridden through the Pyranees mountains right before he got on to Paris and then our train.  He’s from South Africa formerly an accountant but after he did really well with that he decided to open a bike shop (his dream)  now he has a huge clintel bae and is doing what he loves.  He got off in Toulouse and we stayed on till around 8pm. 

8pm- we arrive in Nerbonne and RUN across the street to an overpriced café for some food

9:09pm- on the train to Marsailles played gin n rummy/ slap jack/ egyption rat screw with some French guy who liked girls with green eyes haha

12am- arrive in Marsailles and get on the train to Toulon (still noblody has stamped our passes- and we haven’t payed)  Met a guy named Emile from Nice.  Gave us his card and told us to call if we ever ended up in Nisse and needed anything. 

1:30 am Arrive in Toulon hoping to get on a train to Cannes to get to the hostel that we planned to check in at, at 11pm.  Right when we arrive we find out the next train there leaves at 6:09am.  Immediately after that we met a Canadian named Chris Donald.  Chris is doing work exchange for Organic farms in France, to improve his French and meet new people- we ended up in a wating room area where more Americans show up waiting on the same train in the morning.  Lia, Peter, and Ryan: they are law students from California who go to University of the Pacific….they are traveling a bit before they go take classes in Austria. 

1:45-2am-  A woman comes in the waiting room and tells us the train station is closing and we need to leave and it will open back up at 5a.m 

SO the seven of us (me, elise, Elizabeth, chris, lia, peter, and ryan. )  at 2:00am after traveling for 17 hours straight head to the pub across the street to laugh off the ridiculous day that we all had.  (That was the first beer I have EVER enjoyed in my entire life by the way- he said it was Belgian)  So we finished one round of beers and a local guy bought us all another round.  Around 3:45 am the pub closed. 

3:45/4am- We find the town square (all of us a bit tipsy by now and in the tiniest of tiny towns)  get out the cards and straws we tok from the pub and play one intense game of spoons. 

5am- The train station opens and we go inside all of us WORN OUT by then because we had been up for 21-22 hours by then.  So we crashed for about an hour before we part ways with Chris and hop on the train. 

6am- Were on the train and we had heard so many good things about Nice and LOVED our new found friends from Cali so we decided to join them instead of going to Cannes.  We lucked out and got into their hostel around 9am, changed, and headed to the beach after buying some fruit and coffee from a local market.  We get down to the beach and SURPRISE!  Ironman triatholon is in town!  We found a spot on the beach with some loud house music in the background from the triathalon.  Anyways, we layed out stuff down and ran into the Mediteranean which is freezing/ refreshing/ amazing! Then we layed down on our towels and CRASHED! 

1pm- We’ve left the beach now and the six of us are in a beautiful park with tons of fountains and I’m finally finished writing this novel. Peace!  
Chris Donald- Canadian we met in the train station...thank you Lord.  Otherwise it would have been three girls in a city stranded alone for the night.  Anyways God provided us with 4 awesome people to hang out with that night.  
on the way to Limoge..or so we thought 

Check, Check, Check 

Eiffel tower during the day-check

gin rummy under the eiffel tower at night-check

strolled across a beautiful bridge-check

chillin in the palace gardens of Versailles-check

a day at the Louvre-check

Notre Dame-check

Being dissapointed by the lack of gargoyles at Notre Dame-check

Chocolate Eclaire-check

Running through the rain-check

Getting lost in the subway-check

Moulin Rouge-check

Gin rummy with a cute greek guy-check

Reading Jane Austen's Persuasion on the steps of Sacre Coure -check

Met AWESOME people- check, check, CHECK

Eli and Karen Elizabeth...two coolest people in Paris 
playing cards at St. Christophers (hostal in Paris) with our new Greek friend Eli
The Moulin Rouge! 

Roxannnn You dont have to put on that red light! 






Sacre Coeur

our little home away from home in Paris (hostal Tulipe) 
Best pizza EVER.... I basically ate a bakery while I was in France. It was worth is.  
Dome Churen- where Napolean's burried 

Notre Dame 


The Mona Lisa was way smaller than I expected...

Sculpture Montage! 

the Louvre 


Eiffel Tower! we played gin rummy under it all night long...so fun 
Palace gardens 




Palace of Versailles 
baguette we snuck into the palace of Versaille 

lounging in the park 
outside the louvre 
the opera house 




The most ornate bridge in the world...I honestly dont remember the name of it right now but it was perrrty