Thursday 29th October
My day began with a beautiful knock from Miss Steffi Allatt and my first ever french card! We then headed to a job interview for Steffi and once we'd got off the metro, we asked a gentleman for directions. He then proceeded to ask us out and we told him that we had to go to an interview and that we'd be back in an hour to have lunch with him...off course we just ran for our lives and never spoke the him again. Oh he was old and pervy btw, didn't want you thinking we'd let a fittie slip through our fingers!
After her interview, and having spent some time in a rather small petting zoo with cute little pigs and goats (who mistook my hair for grass), we headed down to Place Bellecour to a wine, cheese (and everything else french) festival, where we took lots of free samples of cheese, wine and oooh, lots of cake. This is where beautiful steffi bought me a muffin/cupcake for my birthday, which I though was well sweet, and tasted WELL good! It tasted even better given the amount off horrible things we'd just tasted: snails and froie-gras. The former being just chewy garlic and the latter being the strongest, most disgusting , vomit inducing flavour I have ever tasted. I disagree completely with the concept of froie-gras, but I had to try it so I could justify my original opinion of it being disgusting. I would never have bought any, even if I had liked it). There is a reason why ducks should not be force fed: a). it is immoral and b). it is sickly, disgusting and should not be eaten.
Though there was some absolutely beautiful wine cheese which I bought, and some rather smooth goats cheese. I had found an amazing jam, which I later went back to purchase but the place had shut.
All of the products were local, home-made products if you like, and some really important guy-whom we've still yet to name-was there talking to the press, so me and Steffi, mature as we are, decided to stand next to a map behind him, and take a picture, with our cover story being "we just wanted a picture of us and this really cool map"...they soon twigged so we ran for our lives...ok we just walked out giggling, but same difference.
We then met up with Jess and Hannah for lunch and I had like 5 deserts instead of a sandwich and salad, but it was allowed it was my bday, then and we went for a rather pleasant walk down by one of the many rivers of lyon and took some awesome photos.
My birthday celebration
This took place a week or so later once everybody had returned from Toussaint holidays. I had the most amazing surprise when the guys made a collage of mountaineering and climbing for me, and bought me a really tastey cake with sparklers, some cadbury's dairy milk, and my fav alcoholic beverage: Disarrono!!! They are GENUISES!!!! To this day, I still don't know how they got hold of such rare items in France!
I then went out with the Spaniards and boogied in a club on a boat on the Rhone...or maybe the Saone....awesome. Thanks guys!
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