It's been a week, give or take a few hours, since I returned from my trip to France. Finally, I have some pictures ready. Just before I start: I went to Boulogne, with my school. Boulogne is short drive from Calais, at the north coast.
I took 227 pictures and film clips. Most of them featured faces of fellow students, so I've really whittled this selection down.
It was a looong journey to the Eurotunnel, so my friend cracked out the goldfish crackers. She's American, and she got some from a friend who went back there for a visit.
Finally we arrived at the Eurotunnel,
And left homeland England
For wind-turbine infested France. Which is good... We saw a wealth of wind turbines, probably because we were near the coast.
The countryside was so deliciously quaint.
The journey from Calais to Boulogne was quick and peaceful.
On bridges there were these models of sporting activities.
The signs were very similar to English ones...
Except they were written in French.
Along the road there seemed to be lots of good places to eat. This is a snap of a friterie [Chip shop], which looked tasty!
We rounded a corner in the coach and saw the sea!
The coach zoomed past delicious French houses, and we finally parked.
And hung out on the beach, eating lunch, beachcombing and paddling.
My feet in the sand... It was this lovely fine grain particle stuff, not like pebbly British beaches.
We paddled at the fringe of the sea. Health and safety.
Back on the coach, we headed to a bakery. The roads in Boulogne were lined with pretty flowers.
We waited in sweltering heat under the awning.
It was so warm inside the bakery! Tendrils of my hair were clinging to my forehead and we were near enough panting.
The baker showed us how he made all sorts of bread..
And also various pastries. We were given a pain au chocolat and croissant free of charge and I also bought a loaf of bread similar to the previous photograph.
We then headed to the old town. We had to walk through a beautiful castle to reach it...
Light flooded through.
The streets were lovely, sun streaked and friendly.
There was a kitchen garden. Not that interesting... But...
And a huge watering can ;)
The street was lovely, bustling and welcoming. Mostly.
We then went to a huge place, where there was a supermarket. I didn't take any pictures there, and this isn't even a picture of the supermarket. Find out what it really is here!
Just to clarify; the a large quantity of pictures were taken on the coach. Pictures 1-13, 17, and 31, to be exact. They aren't brilliant, but I can't really convey how much fun I had!
If you ever get a chance to go to France, visit Boulogne. Because, in the words of a friend,
"Paris is too busy and full of one legged pigeons with diseases."She grew up in St. Petersburg and has been to Paris several times; I trust her judgement.
I also want to say a huge thanks to my four followers! Literally.
P.S. I just found this picture. Utterly random, but I couldn't resist!
Percy Jackson is adorable as a hamster, :)