People Selling Shit & Gerberoy.

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Okay, so I actually have no idea what I did today. I guess it got lost in translation, but let me tell you the story from my point of view (duh):

So, last night, Nadine tells me that I have to wake up by 11 so that I can be ready to go see a chateau at 11:30 or 12. Okay, perfect. I get to sleep in, and I'm really freaking excited about it because I am still a little bitter about being woken up after the discotheque experience. Naturally, I am woken up prematurely at 10am this morning, and then told that it's too late to go to the chateau because we won't be back in time, so we're going to do something else. Right now. Now, at this point in time, I had NO idea what we had to be back for, but apparently it was at 2 and it was important.

So I get dressed (I conveniently left all of my makeup at Liz's) and stumble out the door, into the car, and off we go. This is when I saw a side of France I never expected to see: the white trash side. I felt like I was back at home in Canton! There was a huge field with people everywhere having one giant yard sale. There were tables upon tables of old posters, albums, toys, clothes, and my personal favorite: a little girls' t-shirt that said "I love to flirt, I love to tease, but most of all I love to please." I have a strong feeling that that shirt belonged to one classy 5-year-old.

After walking around and talking for about an hour (I think Nadine literally knows everyone in France), we got back in the car and drove home. I was so confused as to why that had happened instead of the chateau, but I was excited to get back home and relax. So, we got back, I went in my room to read my new books (in French!), and then Nadine called me outside. It was not yet 2pm, but there were two strangers outside ready to go. I was confused, again, but got my shoes and got in the car.

First, we drove to a carnival-type festival thing 2 HOURS away, got out of the car, talked to the people who worked there, found out it was too expensive or something, and then got back in the car and left. Weird. Even weirder was where we went next: another freaking yard sale. Fast forward to 3 hours later, and Nadine's friends had just dropped us off at home, when Nadine gets in her car (so I follow), and we go to . . . another yard sale! Apparently, today is the one day a year when everyone in France goes through their dumpsters and sells its contents. And I got to enjoy every second of it.

So, finally, after the last yard sale, Nadine and I went to Gerberoy, the most beautiful village in the world. I took SO many pictures. Everything about it was storybook magnificent. I couldn't believe how amazing it was. We went in a bunch of art galleries and shops and I wanted to buy everything!

OH FUCK YES DINNER IS READY. I HAVE TO GO. I HAVEN"T EATEN ALL DAY BYE