City of light.
Of two rivers and a live experience.
Who would guess that an old friend from Curitiba who studied French with me 6 years ago, and just for one semester would host me?
Well, life is good, as well as it was staying with Ana Paula Delavigne and Lucien. They showed me around, I entered one of the craziest bars ever, with some trash metal, fire at the bar and people without their shirts.
The city itself is beautiful, organized and offers a good system of bike rentals.
In a Brazilian party with a mixture of France, I noticed again how much I don’t know about my own country.
Mental note: hitchhike in Brazil.
Second note: learn French.
Last day it was time to see friends I met in Korea (Elsa Lm and Aouicha Stambouli), and with them explore a bit more of the third biggest French city (way better than Paris, I have to say).
Thanks Ana and Lucien for having me, and please don’t fill the box of complaints.
Time to head to the mountains, close to the French Alps, where Gautier Montegu, another French pearl from Korea, was staying with his family.
And what a nice experience it was.
Everyone was so nice, even the grandma, who could not speak English, but was there with some stories, old phrases and jokes who I could barely understand.
4 rides were necessary to arrive in that place. A family who took me the longest part, a young French who had a van and inside of it his house, an old man going to fish and a happy old couple who questioned my skin colour when I said I am Brazilian, in my good French: Je suis Brésilien!
Being in the middle of the mountains has its advantages and stupidities.
Advantage number one: go up the mountains.
Stupidity number one: go down the mountains.
You may think it is the opposite, but not if you are on a bicycle and just a few minutes before you heard the advice from your friend: it is better to go fast when you are going down.
I took it literally and soon I was turning myself into an acrobat without any skill in the air. Some scratches here, bruises there, and a scar to carry later and remember the great experience.
One discover: French people eat cheese as dessert.
A moment to reflect it.
And it is great. Even with some jam above.
Experiencing some traditions with lovely people.
Thanks to family Montegu too.
On the road again.
This time to the north of Valence, a quick stop before coming to the south and head to Spain.