Here's how it went down, this past weekend I went to a great big Rotary meeting at Mont St Michel, which is about 2 hours from here... This was a chance for all of the students to meet each other and have a good time, and sure enough it proved to be an epic weekend. Not including my 18th birthday, but I'll get into that later...
So Saturday morning I wake up and make my way to the meeting point to drive to MSM with my host president. I was at the wrong place... No matter, they found me, I was just a tad late. We arrived at 11h, and proceeded to mingle for what was about 1 hour. After getting situated a bit in our bungalows, we made our way to the Mont, what a site... Really, it's pretty damn amazing, take a look on my facebook. We all gawked at how cool it was and couldn't wait to go inside. Then we didn't... We went down to the beach, took our shoes of and started on what can only be described as the Rotarian Pilgrimage.
2 hours of walking in the quicksand and mud and water and we finally reach a giant rock at the back side of the Mont... I feel this video best describes how we felt when we arrived... And left after 10 minutes... for another 2 hour walk back:
(Watch until about 2:52, after that, this clip has no relevance to my journey on this day.)
(Watch until about 2:52, after that, this clip has no relevance to my journey on this day.)
And walk back we did... just as tiring too... I believe I can speak for everyone when I say none of us want to see anymore sand for the rest of our stay.
Upon our return, we get cleaned up and ready for dinner. Upon arrival, we sit ourselves down and wait for food to start. The food didn't start for a while... We waited for about 45 minutes for the folk dancing to begin... which was interesting to say the least. And entertaining for a little while, but hunger was really starting to get the best of us... This was made evident when the bread finally arrived and my friends Zev, Tyler, and I engaged in a friendly competition of "chubby bunny." (Chubby bunny is a game where you try to shove as much of a certain kind of food in your mouth without swallowing, and then saying "chubby bunny" preferably to the amusement of those around you... otherwise it's just gross and stretches out your mouth...) Anyway, I won with 7 pieces of bread at once, with Tyler and Zev right behind me with 6 each. I don't want to play ever again.
Food finally arrives in buffet style... Not smart with over 200 students....
I personally met some cool people while waiting though, so it wasn't all fail...
Finally after eating, we were all ready to get our party on. Rotary had planned a Dj to come and give us a good time from 11 to 2AM, problem was that he was an hour late... LAME. And let me tell you this, when it finally did start, as fun as it was, he was a terrible DJ, and at the rick of multiple comma splices, he couldn't keep a beat if he had a basket... Jeeze... But still, it was fun to let loose. (Again, see pics on facebook.)
They promptly kicked us out at 1:30 for bed, and believe me when I say "bonne nuit est BONNE NUIT" for Rotary, they don't like us youngins out an about after hours. Which was fine either way, I roomed with mah boys Tyler, Tyler, and Zev. (I'm aware there are two Tylers.) All in all it was pretty good.
The next day my friend and fellow 'Mer'Kn and I walked to the Mont for some touristing. It was nice, and many people wished me a happy birthday... In song... In different languages... In public... It was fun ha. And finally after some lunch, we said our goodbyes and made our way to our respective districts.
Later that night I shared a lovely birthday dinner with my host family, my official best French friend, Pierre-Edouard, and the next door neighbors. I got new hats and a knife, -squee!-
Overall it was a massively successful weekend, one I hope to replicate in epicness soon.
A bientot!!
