party begins with a P.

bonjour again! :D

in the previous entry, i wrote that we departed paris for the french riviera but i was wrong :X we left for the wine region of beaujolais (beh-joh-lei), up in the mountains where it was nice and chilly.
we went to 3 different places in france that i still get confused where we went to first X___x



i don't remember the drive being exceptionally long but then again, i was snoozing the whole way through so who knows.
the scenery was amazing - think winding roads surrounded by lush greenery and vineyards, peppered by colonial style houses.
the air is noticeably fresher and cleaner too from the lack of motor vehicles.



waking up to this view... | photo from brit.

the chateau itself looks amazing from the outside but i wasn't too impressed with the interior :X
everything was really run down and dingy, the floors of our room were uneven and this i found out when my luggage started rolling downhill across the room -__-"
we had to share toilets and bathrooms with the boys and they're gross wtf.
overall, my least favourite place to stay la.




looks pretty sick though | photos from diluz and britt.

there are deckchairs placed up the front that overlooks the town of beaujolais and a pool to the left side.



the ground is covered with white pebbles and a chill out area | photo by diluz.

okay so day 1, we arrived, got our rooms, unpacked and went downstairs for an included dinner.
after dinner everyone started getting ready for our first theme party of the tour - P party!

self explanatory yeah? people are meant to dress up as anything starting with the letter P.
because we didn't get enough notice, everyone just sorta winged it and people who couldn't be bothered dressing up went as a 'person' wtf.
others took things a little too literally ie our tour driver who did this...



nuno | photo from diluz.

HAHAHA. he's portugese so he's filled with alot of P pride.

i wanted to go as a playboy bunny but damn hard to find la the appropriate elements so i wore a pink dress :D
lest hired a pink panther costume, a few girls wore pajamas, some dressed up really nicely as parisians and most guys went as pimps.



2 pimps and a pregnant guy hahahaha. props to lazy creativity!

we got to the underground bar and the mayhem started straightaway.
the bar didn't serve any liquor so it was pretty much just beers and some kind of french cider which was easy to drink but became an overkill after having more than 3. ack.

i ditched the dancefloor to hang with the smokers that night - paul, ben, ralph, richard, lisa and angy.
the boys were being super gentlemen always running back to the bar and getting us girls drinks which is how i ended up with 2 drinks in one go the entire night.



the one and only photo from that night. was drinking a kronenbourg so must be pretty early still :P | B and lisa.

ralph: *shoves bottle to me*
B: that's okay ralph i still have mine!
ralph: i got it for you. just take it!

rinse and repeat.

i think i had about 2 or 3 kronenbourgs, 9 coronas and 7 of those french cider things.

needless to say, the 7 of us got pretty fucking wasted just trash talking in the cold outdoors :D
we went back to the bar after most people have left for bed and partied with the remaining cool kids.

i crashed at about 4am with a certain someone who had his arms wrapped around me the entire night and for once, i didn't care ;)

day 2 was... painful X____x

i stirred a couple of times in the early morning and this in turn woke him up and he'd sleepily go: "what's wrong?" or "where are you going?" when i sat up because my head was pounding.

drifted in and out of sleep until it was time to leave for the blasted picnic up in the mountains.
i had to clamber my way out and it woke up him up (again) and this time when he opened his eyes, i was on top of him (trying to get out) and his eyes widened and he grinned: "heeeyyyyyyyy! good morning!"
cute :)

"where are you going?"
"picnic remember? we have to go soon. ohmygod."
"you're going? after a massive night?"
"yeah i guess. aren't you?"
"i'll go if you go."

WORST FUCKING DECISION EVERRRRR.

the hike up the hill was fucking torturous what with slippery rocks and going up just took forfuckingever.
some groups didn't even bother going up at all and those that did, got lost halfway -__-"

honestly i just wanted to die at that point but hustled on since i've committed.

anyway we managed to drag our sorry asses up the hill and had a picnic lunch.
i didn't even eat that much because i was way too hungover + tired that the need for food just vanished.

after that we trekked down and hung around at the bar halfway and mr certain someone couldn't take it anymore and had to leave earlier to nurse his hangover.
i left with the next bunch of people for the same reason.
literally changed into jammies and just collapsed on my bed X____x

should have just stayed in bed to sleep off the hangover with someone's arms around me ;)
lesson learned.

next up: barcelona!