So we finally made it to the south of France. It's hot here. It's hot everywhere, but that's okay, the masses of sun burn have made some pretty masterpiece-esque singlet tans, cough cough Lewis. We've basically spent the entire time screeching through France in minivans driven by a crazy person, an MVP/saint and a Latin Teacher. Needless to say we've only mounted the kerb about 3 or 4 times. Karate-oke should be an Olympic sport, we'd get gold every time.
Italy etc was cool. Aside from watching the hilarity that is the rowers buying weapon after weapon following their Arabic gown purchases, the whole place is just really really cool. Lots of great food, even though we hear a "I got ripped" story almost every day.
Life is pretty good here, it's almost a shame we only have another two weeks or so here. I could do with a few more garlic snails and more sun time I think.
Henry, Chris, Lewis and John
