Our last real day in France:(
We spent it relaxing in Palavas. Our hotel was the one of the blue ones in the middle.
We toured the beaches and the town – its a really neat place built right there on the water. Definately a tried and true fishing community. And it was kind of like a fair, with these booths of food and souvenirs – although it still didnt seem that touristy.
Tidbits? Dont eat carnival style hotdogs, unless you like gross carnival sausage dogs. We checked out a cemetery (ok, dont ask me, that was boys idea) and learned that photos on tombstones were quite normal, as were all kinds of items – books, toys, flowers, tea sets, etc. Everyone really truly does say bonjour (for instance, you walk into a shop, you say bonjour – I read about it, but seeing it in practice really made me think differently about it). Oh, and their sea gulls sound french! I had heard about a study done with ducks or geese, I cant remember. But that one group from say England, didnt really understand the calls from say the American birds. Neat, huh? :)
And the rest of the story is just that we woke up at 4am to catch our flight. The last plane was the nicest one Ive ever been on and we got to have our own monitors in the seat in front of us, for movies, music, or even video games. We watched Angels and Demons and tried to sleep. Then we finally shared with everyone our little secret of getting eloped.