Mont Saint-Michel!

Bonjour tout le monde! Sorry, it's been awhile, I've been busy. And you'll have to wait for an entry all about french food, because I don't have the time right now.
So on Saturday, I went to Mont-Saint-Michel for the first Rotary outing. We left at 8 a.m. and it took about two hours to get there. On the way there we stopped at a rest-stop that was really nice because it had like a café in it, but it was sooo expensive for a rest-stop! I got a lemonade (a real lemonade; they call lemonade citronnade and limonade is something like Sprite. So they do in fact have lemonade in France), and it cost 2 €, which is like two dollars and sixty cents. For a drink.
Anyway, we got to Mont Saint-Michel and there were already a lot of other exchange students there. We all stayed in sort of like a motel, except with cabins, but they were like motel rooms on the inside. They each had two beds, a bathroom, a TV, and heat and everything, so that was good. Because when I heard cabins I automatically pictured bunk-beds crammed into a room.
It turned out I was staying in the cabin right next to where Rebecca (from Charleston) and Jessica(from New Jersey) were staying with Pia (from Argentina - the one who loves Zac Efron). My roommates were a French girl and a Mexican girl, but I hardly saw them at all and I forget their names.
So once I put all my stuff in my room, Rebecca, Jessica, and I went to get lunch. They gave us two baguette-sandwiches, an apple, a banana, cheese, a stick of chocolate, a bottle of Evian, and an egg for lunch. We thought it was really funny that they randomly gave us an egg.
After lunch we walked to Mont Saint-Michel, which was like a mile from the hotel because it's basically an island. It's kind of hard to describe, but when I get pictures you will see what I mean if you don't know what Mont Saint-Michel is.
We got to where the exchange students were, and there were sooo many of them, from all over Northern France. Then we all had to take our shoes off and roll up our jeans so that we could all walk in the English Channel. Rebecca and Jessica said that they were told we would be walking for five hours, but none of us really thought that we would actually be walking for five hours. However, we did in fact walk in the English Channel for five hours without shoes. It was really shallow; that's why we could walk in the water. The weather was good, it was a little cold but the sun was out for awhile, so it was okay. Some of the sand was like quicksand. And some of it was like mud.
After that, everyone went to their cabins to change for dinner. Then they took some group photos, but Rebecca, Jessica, and I missed most of them because we were in the supermarket getting food for later.
For dinner we ate in a restaurant. Dinner was buffet-style, and it was all a bunch of really weird french food, like paté and cous-cous. Paté (I could be spelling it wrong) is the most disgusting thing I've ever tasted. Especially salmon paté; it's sooooo fishy and gross. But the bread was really good. There was a cheese course, of course, and I tried some of this orangish cheese that was by far the most disgusting cheese I've ever tasted. Rebecca and Jessica tried it, too, and they agreed with me. I took a picture of the gross cheese. Dessert was some really good chocolate mousse-merignue thing.
After dinner everyone had to sing their national anthems. The Australians, Mexicans, Argentinians, Finnish, Japanese... etc. all sang their national anthems in groups while everyone else watched. There were a loooot of Mexicans, and also a looooot of Americans. The Americans were the loudest, I think. The French sang "La Marseillaise", which is what they call their national anthem.
After that, Jessica, Rebecca, and I went to their cabin to eat cookies, chips, and salsa and to basically just hang out. At like 4 a.m. I went to sleep, and then I had to wake up at 7:30. So I didn't get a lot of sleep that weekend.
Sunday morning we had breakfast; I had bread and cereal with tea. Then Rebecca, Jessica, and I walked to Mont Saint-Michel again. This time we went in the actual town and to the top of the mountain. Mont Saint-Michel is sooooo amazingly pretty. It's one of the nicest places I've been so far, for sure. We went into the enormous church that is at the top of Mont Saint-Michel. It seemed much more like a castle than a church. We spent like an hour and a half in it and didn't even stop that much. There were like dungeons and stone spiral staircases going up towers and stuff like that. The view from the church was amazing. There was also a bell-ringer like Quasimoto (I probably spelled that wrong; you know from the Hunchback of Notre Dame).
After that, we went in some of the gift shops in Mont Saint-Michel. Then we got this really, really good ice-cream. I got cappucino-flavored, and it was like a legitimate ice-cream cone; it wasn't pathetically small like the other ice cream cones I've bought in France. It was in a waffle-cone, too, and the ice cream was really good.
After that we took the bus back to the motel and went to lunch. Lunch was potatoes and lamb; I didn't eat the lamb of course. For dessert there was this English cream dessert thing. When lunch was over, we left and drove back to Vernon. But it was a really fun weekend.
On Tuesday I had a Rotary dinner; it was like the biggest piece of chicken I've ever seen in my life with ratatouille (which, by the way, everyone in America pronounces completely wrong. I tried to tell Marie-Violaine that I ate ratatouille and she was like "What are you saying????"). There were also these Indian dumpling things that reminded me of falafel. The dessert was like the weirdest thing I've ever tasted; it was like rice-pudding cake that was rose-flavored. As is the flower, rose. It was so weird. But it was good, I guess.
Today I had two hours of school, and tomorrow I'm going to Paris with my class. So hopefully I can update about that soon.
Ciao for now,
Halle