Well, I’m in France. And no, the ramen dream will not end here. This is just a mere hiccup driven by love.
This is the French palace I will be staying in. It’s over 200 years old and has history written all over it. The French family I will be staying with are some of the most beautiful people (inside and out) I’ve ever met. To welcome a stranger into their home and treat me like a king is more than I could have ever imagined.
My consecutive days streak of eating ramen for the past year and a half or so will come to an end today, but at least it’s not too crowded here. Breakfast was simple and romantic. France is a beautiful country.
Nina the cat was awaiting our presence.
And this small town somewhere between Lyon and Grenoble is as relaxing as it gets.
I love how everything is built with stones here.
Off to the market!
Hooray! My luggage finally arrived! Time to change my underwear! haha.
Wine, salami, cornichons, fromage.