Friday, July 23, 2010

Summer Trip - Day 32: Spain to France

Monday, July 12th, 2010

Today we took a series of trains from Madrid all the way to Toulon… we didn’t have reservations so to ensure we’d get there by the evening we had to wake up pretty early and take the 8am train out of Madrid.  Some people were still partying in the streets but either way: I felt connected to everyone in Spain that day.  Everyone in the country had just witnessed history and we were now all a part of something that will be written about for years to come.  As part of the best week of my life (which I definitely have no reservation in saying) I had checked off two things on my life’s to-do list and it felt great.

The trains to Toulon worked out fine and we got picked up by some family friends who my parents knew in Hong Kong.  This family is British (although moving to LA this summer) and they had a house in the south of France right in a small town near the ocean.  The last time I had met the family was in 1998 so definitely too long ago to actually have memories of them.  The original plan was to stay a night or two at their place and then make our way up to Scandinavia.  When we got back to their house, 3 of their 4 kids were there this summer but one of them (Kyle) had two friends in town so it was a pretty full house.  Our first night was just dinner and hanging out relaxing.

The View From Their House

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