FRANCE nice (back at summer camp)
i made it back to nice! since alex and i had gotten stuck there but were only able to spend the night there, i was determined to make it back. the water is really awesome with the perfect waves, but the beach is unlike any other that i have been to in that the shore is all pebbles and rocks. . .i actually felt like i was grilling.
the hostel was hilarious. with lock out times, curfews, and kitchen times, it remind me of summer camp. the kitchen closed at nine thirty, but these girls from madrid had just gotten in and completely dismissed the sign. so of course at half past nine the french hostel keeper comes in yelling but the girls do not stop cooking. the angrier he got, the less english and more french he spoke. none of us speak french, but we could guess what he was saying. this went on for about forty minutes before they were done cooking. the guy was livid!!!
after dinner, about half the hostel was drinking outside when the same guy comes out and tells us that we should be going to bed. ok a reasonable request if it were 5 am, and we were keeping neighbors up. but it was not even midnight, and we were up on the hillside with NO neighbor to keep up. turns out the hostel keeper does not sleep there, but he just has to make sure people are inside so he can lock the place up and leave. we were like, “what if there is an emergency or a fire?” his reply was classic. he says, “all windows are open so crawl out with your bag if you need to.” so then we pretend to go to bed. . .and instead ended up hanging out in our room for about fifteen minutes before walking out to the balcony to start our night.
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