Searching for the true authentic French experience, and also because we could, a few friends and I decided to go to another country for the day; namely, the French town of Lille, about 10 minutes' drive past the French "border".
We wandered around the town, eating and drinking in cafes, checking out vintage bookstalls, and trying our best to look French and chic and nothing at all like tourists, anything but that. I even practiced my French....sort of. If asking for a scoop of ice cream to go on my hunk o' cake counts as practice. Miming it in the process.
In the true style of broke tourists in Europe in the summer, we did the obvious thing: took a peaceful nap in a green park located in vieux Lille. Ahhh, life was good.
But.
Something still didn't seem right...
AuuuuUGHHHHH!! Giant 25 foot tall demonic bat babies are taking over the French countryside!
Not only that, there was even a demon baby riding a dinosaur, which according to the plaque, was supposed to symbolize the past riding the future. But also vice versa.
I don't know what that's supposed to mean, but I do know that it's SCARY.
So, in such a horrific situation, what's a girl to do?
Go to Carrefour, bien sur!
Ahh, France. I already miss thee.
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