22 June
Alright. If you think american toll booths are bad. French ones are way worse. One word: expensive. After a very long day in the car (8 hours), we arrived in Aix. Our hotel was right down in old town, so the night we got there, we just walked down and found a place to eat. Problem was, it was the summer solstice, and there was a huge music festival going on in Aix. There were people everywhere. The streets were blocked off and every square that we walked into, there was an artist performing. It was a combination of the street dance, and a rock concert. I thought it was neat. I was the only one who thought that. The next day was spent wandering around old town, looking at all the shops and the market that was there. We went to dinner with some of mom and dad's work friends who are there, and that was about it. We are currently on the road to Nice, where I plan to spend the entire rest of my day laying on the beach. We took a little detour on this road with awesome views and are currently lost in Toulon (which you can read about in the Nice post), but hopefully we will get back on the autoroute soon.
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