Aix-en-Provence Travel Blog› entry 8 of 8 › view all entries
September 9th, 2001 – by: travelgeek9
"Hey, you're an American aren't you" in a very drunken manner and French/English voice. He could barely stand...
"Yes I am"
I explained to him that I was and I was leaving tomorrow to head home for America. He insisted I must spend my last night in France drinking good French wine and attend a French wedding, and a few other unmentionable things I should do with the Swedish girls I was chatting up. :-)
So I looked to my friend working at the hotel and he gave me that all knowing 'its okay mate, go for it' nod, and that's when things got crazy.
But seriously, they were a great group of people, very very very drunk, whilst I was very very sober. I later found out they were all members of a local Vespa scooter club, and having owned 2 of them, we had plenty to talk about. They brought me into their Wedding, took photos of us at the table, forced me to dance with his Mom, her Mom, the Swedish girls, and who knows else those women were! I had a great time honestly and it really was a nice end to an amazing experience over that past 3+ weeks. The hospitality and friendship those people showed me on that night was exactly like my entire trip. Viva la France!
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