that night, will, drew, and i went out for a traditional mediterranean dinner. we had mussels, some steak, frites, and of course wine... all for a fraction of the price as they are in paris. anywho, we decide to find a grocery store and just pick up some cheese, bread, and wine after having dinner. for those of you who do not know the layout of saint malo, and i'm assuming it's probably all of you, the city has an exceptional beach surrounding the mainland walled-in city. it's probably, from wall to water, almost 100 yards long, and i couldn't even guess how wide. as you look out into the english channel, all you can see are a 3 scattered lighthouses. there are, however, actually five. the other two are to the northwest, hidden by the very old and giant "fort national", which in terms of distance, seems as if it's not really part of the city. to have a look at these lighthouses, and to see ONLY open ocean, one must scale the fort's wall on either side while climbing over the jagged tipped black rocks surrounding the fort. yes, we did it. it was amazing. at this point, robyn, amanda, and amie had joined us back there, a good 300 yards from any real landmass. all we did was talk and eat for a good 3 hours. it was amazing. i don't think i have ever seen such a beautiful horizon in all my life.
there is a much more convoluted story, which happened around 12:30 am when we left the fort, directly involving will and drew, and indirectly involving me, which is probably one of the funniest series of unfortunate events i have ever witnessed in my life... the night included a 40 year old woman, too much alcohol, incessant phone calls, 5:45 am, and sleeping in nondescript places. those of you who care to know can ask me.
more to come on spring break soon... i promise.
cheers, jhabra
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