The First Four Days
Day 01
Mesdames et Messieurs,

On est arrive en France et tout se passe bien. After a drive from Paris, we arrived at the Chateau De L'Isle Marie Photo #2, located in the bustling metropolis that is Picauville, France. After changing clothes quickly and setting our luggage in our rooms, we drove 20 minutes to Grandcamp-Maisy for dinner at Bar de la Maree. Dinner included aperitifs and crisp white wine, fresh seafood, brut cider, more crisp white wine, dessert, Calvados and, finally, espresso.

Alexander did some office work for a bit.

As if the booze at dinner wasn't enough, Alexander and I drank port and took Xanax to seal the deal and ensure a good night of uninterupted sleep. We slept like comatose babies.

Day 02

The view from our room is incredible; the air is cool and crisp and as the minutes pass and the temperature increases the morning fog rolls back before disappearing completely.

We drove deep into Normandy and stopped along the way to eat lunch. By mid-afternoon we arrived at Le Mont-St.-Michel. It's big. Bigger than you think. A credible source (Alexander) told me it's the most popular tourist destination in France. I asked him why it wasn't the Eiffel Tower or Le Louvre but he didn't have an answer. Photo#2 Photo #3

On the way back to the Chateau, Alexander and I noticed this classy spot. If you don't get it, you're probably not a dude.

Alexander drank J&B on the rocks and I enjoyed a gin and tonic before dinner at some so-so restaurant 10 minutes down the road. A good glass of port rounded out the night and ensured a solid night of sleep.

Day 03

We woke up early and drove back to Paris to retrieve some luggage my mother had forgotten; such is life. Once said luggage was retrieved my father and I figured we might as well drive into Paris and eat lunch at Pizza Vesuvio, located in Saint-Germain-de-Pres. I ate there once two and a half years ago and knew immediately I'd never find a better pizza. It's the damn truth.

We left Paris mid-afternoon for the loooong haul down to Libourne. It took damn near 5 hours but we made it and, big surprise, ate dinner.

Day 04

BASTILLE DAY!!!1!!

We watched some fireworks. Photo #2 Alexander and I went to a bunch of "night boxes" and stumbled home drunk at 2am, I think.


-John-Laurent