Veal and boats (Intrigued, are we?)

I have not had internet on the iPad, that is why multiple entries are being posted at once... Don't miss out on all parts of Lyon and Toulouse!!

I realized I had not slowed down on most of my trip, so when Liz headed to class, I headed to a cafe. It's a huge part of French culture, so I figured I had to partake. Three croissants and three hours later I emerged. I had updated my facebook photos and written in my blog and my journal. I finally replied to several emails since I hadn't had Internet on my iPad since Prague. It felt good to sit and chill and of course, people watch. I was even asked questions in French, proving I was blending in at least when my mouth was closed and not speaking American English.

I walked along the river Rhonne for awhile, which is the better river of the two and has beautiful rivers arching over it. The sun struggled to break through the clouds and I was able to shed my jacket and scarf while I walked around. I met up with Liz shortly after and was eating a chinese food box of tortellinis, great invention by Pasta a Mezzo.

We went upstairs to the apartment with all intentions of changing and going to the park. Three hours later, I was waking up from my first nap in Europe and by far one of the best naps I have ever taken. The park would have to wait! Instead Liz and I skyped with Leigh briefly and then tried to put credit on my phone, epic fail as usual.

Around 8pm we sat down with Liz's host family for dinner. There was a salad and a pot of something. It included canelle, which is basically smushy bread, mushrooms, a white sauce and what Liz thinks was some sort of veal. The next course was bread and cheese, which is when I fell in love with Brie. Its so delicious that there is no comparison with my usual Land of Lakes White American cheese. Then they brought out dessert which was chocolate ice cream and some biscuit things. Now you may be thinking this was a lot of food. There were seven people at this table, and there would have been three times as much if the Davids were sitting to dinner. This must be why the French are so skinny. Us davids on the other hand run around after each other all day long, which explains why we are not huge.

That night, everyone wanted to go to the boats. There are tons of small ferries anchored to the side of the Rhonne River that serve dinner or function as bars at night. The bartender, Mick from Dublin, gave us free drinks because I told him Liz turned twenty one last week. We hung out on the deck outside on the river and I wondered why America a doesn't have cool stuff like this. Everyone was very laid back, hanging out with friends and the music was pretty chill. I remember Maroon 5 being very popular when one of their songs came on.

All in all, top night.