Arriving in France at 7:30, we stepped of the plane having slept none. You can imagine how this played out. Upon arriving, we stepped down onto the runway and were soon shoved into a bus and shuttled to the airport. Once through customs, we were informed that our original bus was not coming, and a replacement was coming… in 2 hours. Then 3 hours. Then 5 hours. Finally, our bus arrived at noon! Which felt like 6 am to a bunch of grumpy, sleepless, teenagers having passed je time with alphabet games and aimlessly walking around the airport. I don’t think we made it out of the airport before we passed out. 5 hours and a hidden bathroom later, we arrived at St.Ursules. We then drove to my exchange students house, and called it a night. Overall, the trip was fun as long as we were all together, and that is the story of how I got 3 hours of sleep in 36 hours.
It was rough travel but you all got there safely with the bonus of celebrity sighting 🙂
You guys are heroic! I think we need more recap of the cuisine soon. — Sincerely, your fans at home