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29: Les pêches, l’eau et le vin | Katie Goes to France
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About: WWOOFing in Velaux, France. Katie Goes to France. 29: Les pêches, l’eau et le vin. September 2, 2013. I can’t believe that I only have one day left. Luckily, it’s also my day off, so I’ve got an adventure planned. I want to go to the river again and have the opportunity for some private reflection. I’m headed off alone, but I’m certain that not much can go wrong just by staying around the area. Baaahh… the wine is just ok. To be honest, if I had tasted if before leaving, I probably would...I don&#...
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26: Sbohem | Katie Goes to France
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About: WWOOFing in Velaux, France. Katie Goes to France. August 30, 2013. As you might have inferred, the Czech are leaving today. It’s bittersweet, but just as everything begins, there has to be an end too. 25: Runnin’ and playin’. 27: Let’s Celebrate. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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30: Home to Portland | Katie Goes to France
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About: WWOOFing in Velaux, France. Katie Goes to France. 30: Home to Portland. September 3, 2013. The Marseille airport is empty. The only people alive at this hour are guzzling their coffee. I quickly join their ranks. This is what 5 am looks like:. When my flight pulls into PDX, I ride my adrenaline rush all the way into my mom and sister’s arms, where I then proceed to sob. They pull out a taco, and hand it to me. 29: Les pêches, l’eau et le vin. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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25: Runnin’ and playin’ | Katie Goes to France
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About: WWOOFing in Velaux, France. Katie Goes to France. 25: Runnin’ and playin’. August 29, 2013. Today is the last real day that the Czech are here. It’s a lazy sunny afternoon, so we do what we’ve become accustomed to: playing cards. Our game of choice is Uno. It’s easy, faster-paced, and rather jovial, which is exactly what we need to stop the heat from permanently eating away our energy. Go for a run. It’s beautiful, and my need for something different is satisfied. 24: Mmm… more blackberries. You a...
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22: Geneva | Katie Goes to France
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About: WWOOFing in Velaux, France. Katie Goes to France. August 26, 2013. I catch my train from Rognac to Marseille with no issue. There is no sweating this time about possibly missing the train because of long ticket lines. I relax on the train, and the man sitting across from me gives me half of his Coca Cola. I don’t drink it, but I take it as a sign of kindness that a stranger wanted to share their food with me. Luckily, I had two hours to get it figured out. I go to the guichet. Just a block away fr...
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23: Au revoir, Swiss Miss | Katie Goes to France
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About: WWOOFing in Velaux, France. Katie Goes to France. 23: Au revoir, Swiss Miss. August 27, 2013. We leave the hostel, and begin our journey back into the city. We’ve mapped out our general plan, which is to go and buy my train ticket ahead of time, and then explore more once that’s out of the way. We make our way back along the lake again, basking in the early morning air and the cloud-protected sun. I’m quite successful and buy two shirts and a pair of pants for about 50 Swiss francs. I have a lovel...
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21: This is how it usually goes | Katie Goes to France
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About: WWOOFing in Velaux, France. Katie Goes to France. 21: This is how it usually goes. August 25, 2013. So admittedly, not much has happened the past two days. I’ve decided that instead of recounting small details, I’ll walk you through my average work of the day. I wake up at 6:30am. I’m always exhausted from the day before, mostly due to the fact that I don’t ever get enough sleep. At 7am my job is to feed each horse one brick of hay. This is Apollon, who I find to be one of the cutest horses on the...
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27: Let’s Celebrate | Katie Goes to France
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About: WWOOFing in Velaux, France. Katie Goes to France. 27: Let’s Celebrate. August 31, 2013. People are dancing, and I’m completely thrown back by the number of people who know how to swing dance. It’s so much fun to watch, but even more fun once I get in on the dancing too. There’s singing, and eating, and drinking, and general happiness. Here’s a picture of everyone who came, minus about ten people who didn’t quite make it to the camera on time. 28: Last day of work. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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28: Last day of work | Katie Goes to France
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About: WWOOFing in Velaux, France. Katie Goes to France. 28: Last day of work. September 1, 2013. It’s safe to say that I’m beginning to feel a little sentimental about leaving. I’m ready, don’t get my wrong, but I’ve started to get accustomed to a few things about the way of life here, and I know I’ll miss it once I’ve left. In the afternoon, I indulge in some of the left-over Belgian beer from the party. I will miss this. 27: Let’s Celebrate. 29: Les pêches, l’eau et le vin. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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24: Mmm… more blackberries | Katie Goes to France
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About: WWOOFing in Velaux, France. Katie Goes to France. 24: Mmm… more blackberries. August 28, 2013. We have a rather large dinner, since Séverine’s sister Aurianne has arrived, and we’re a fairly big group tonight. The best part? Watching Séverine bring out a delicious blackberry tarte made with love from the blackberries I spent my morning picking. I thoroughly enjoy dinner, with good people and good food. 23: Au revoir, Swiss Miss. 25: Runnin’ and playin’. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.