Deauville

I went on a last-minute trip to Deauville the other weekend with Johan and Sabine and Sabine’s friends.  It was really nice out, so we rested on the beach and enjoyed the sun.  Sabine’s friend organized a getaway for her birthday, so we piled into cars, made the 2 hour drive from Paris to Deauville and stayed in a house she had rented.  It was a pretty relaxing weekend – lots of swimming in the pool, walking around the town, and going out.

I had my first McDonald’s in France!  It was pretty good (and better than in the US).  It was also really late and only the drive-through was open, so we got our food and sat outside in the dark at some patio tables.  French food is awesome (I know McDonald’s is not French), but I’m getting very excited to have American food again!

On Saturday night, we tried to go to the casino, but I couldn’t get in because I didn’t have my passport (because I had sent it to the embassy to get more pages).  I tried my best, trying to persuade them that my license or photocopy of my passport should be okay, but it didn’t work.  They needed to scan the passport to make sure I’m not addicted to gambling.  I didn’t even want to gamble!  I just didn’t want the whole group to split up for me.  But a few girls said they didn’t want to gamble either, so we went somewhere else to get drinks.  

The beach was pretty, but it was covered with long thin sharp seashells that are called couteaux (knives) in French or razor shells in English.  They created a very painful environment for a walk along the beach, but I persevered.  There were also lots of other nice shells, and we collected a bunch to put in the apartment!  We have a unique beach / Disney themed living room at the moment.  We’re a creative group.