Life is a series of stories told through words. Through pictures. Through music. Through video.
I think a lot about my intro blog post from last year:
What is life if not for a series of experiences?
It warmed my heart when I found this gem my boy had put together. Clearly something from last summer make a lasting impression on him.
Beach!
Pool!
Kayaking!
Ping pong!
My mom and dad signed me up for Mini Club Med. The first day was tennis and stuff and then we went to the pool and had a swimming test. It was really easy.
I met a new friend from Poland.
The next day I went kayaking then I went to my mom and dad. Then my dad and I went kayaking and then had lunch. Then my dad and I went kayaking again with my mom.
Every night they had funny plays. My favorite one was the slow motion races because the performers kept beating each other up and it was really funny (and in French!).
On our last day we walked to the front of the resort and the taxi was five minutes late. When we got the airport I was kind of upset because it was small. We had to walk to our plane. Our plane was Airbus A319.
We landed in Paris and took a train to our apartment. The train was packed! I was smooshed between a lot of strangers. Layli’s head was smooshed in some guy’s backpack.
We went to Corsica and stayed in a place called Club Med.
I went to Mini Club everyday. I met a new friend, Olivia, from Sweden [the two were glued to the hip! ~ The Dad].
Here’s what my day looked like:
Every night there was a show after dinner. There would be dancing or singing.
The funniest was when this guy pretended to get his hand stuck in a DVD player. Everyone spoke French but it was funny anyways.
ps. My dad did boring stuff like read books. He read four books. How boring!
“Caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar.”1 ~ Antonio Machado
Here’s what it looks like when you get dropped off on the side of the road.
We followed our harrowing adventure to get to the ferry with an equally adventurous trip to get to Club Med.
Pro tip #1: There is no taxi stand at the ferry port in Ajaccio.
Pro tip #2: A taxi from Ajaccio to Cargèse is a lot of money, 120€. Take a bus.
Pro tip #3: The bus doesn’t actually take you to Club Med Cargèse. Close. But 2km, by some young travelers, is not “close“.
Here’s what it looks like when you’re walking 2km past horses and cows dragging luggage:
Pro tip #4: this was our pot of gold at the end of the 2km rainbow:
1. “Traveler, there is no path, the path must be forged as you walk.”
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