After the Arles visit, we went to this castle on a hill called Les Baux de Provence. The Castle had this explanation gizmo that tells you all about the castle and the different areas in the castle. I ignored it and just looked around. The view: TO DIE FOR! The stairs: KILLING ME! We saw vineyards and olive orchards, and the coordinator learned to never be surprised by Dylan, who does really crazy, dangerous stuff, like climb a wall of the Amphitheatre and sit on a ledge that had a killer drop. I bought a book, written in French, about women in the Middle Ages and some candy, which is starting to become a bad habit.
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Nicole JohnsonI am a college student studying abroad in France. This is my journal of all that I see and experience on my journey. Archives
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