Well, I made it...which is a bonus to be sure. I can't really complain about the flights. Nothing went terribly wrong, except I ended up having to go the security like 39 times because I'm a dipshit and kept on going the wrong way on the public transportation to the next terminal. This was more funny than it was stupid.
The flight from Newark to Paris was acceptable in most ways. It sounds ridiculous but I was amazed that I plane that big is able to lift itself off the ground. There was only myself and one other man (possibly the smallest man I have ever seen) in my row, which was nice. Having the middle seat open allowed me enough room to spread out so that I didn't murder the aforementioned very small man and stow his body in the overhead compartment, or under the seat in front of me.
The group that was traveling together was made up of like 18 girls and then me. Barney Stinson would be very proud of the position I managed to work out for myself. But really, they all seem very nice, and I've begun searching out future traveling partners.
We arrived in Montpellier at around 1:30 pm France time on the 2nd. We had the rest of the day off, so I wandered around the city...which is BADASS. It's like out of a movie. I generally feel like everyone I talk to is silently judging me when I speak French. This is something I'm going to have to get over right quick...or I'll never eat really because I won't order in restaurants.
Okay....I'm falling asleep in all sorts of ways right now. I'll post again tomorrow maybe. Pictures will be coming shortly.
Ciao,
Corey
Corey... you told me i could use your old laptop. But you always stubbornly refused to tell me your password to log on. Now you are in France, and I still don't know your password. What is said password?
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