Giverny Bike Tour (Britta)

I was so tired from staying up late and getting up early. We went for a bike tour of Giverny, but I thought it was only going to be a two hour tour. Turns out the tour was actually seven or eight hours and I was really confused about that and why nobody told me how long it was going to be. Apparently mom and dad did tell me but I guess I just wasn't listening. The bike ride was through the beautiful French countryside, and it was overcast, which was nice. Then it started POURING as we were cycling towards the town and I ended up giving my poncho to Signa because as usual she forgot hers, so I was drenched, but I love the rain so I was alright. We had a picnic and I had a delicious raspberry eclair. I offered a bite of this eclair to dad and he "misunderstood" me and shoved the rest of it in his mouth. It was quite the traumatic experience. We biked up to Giverny, where Monet lived and died, and we saw his house and his fabulous gardens. On the way back to the train station, we stopped at the graves of Monet and his families. (Plural because he had 2 families. He had 2 kids and a wife, then they moved in with another family and he had an affair with the wife of the man they were staying with. They had kids, and then they got married after wifey número uno croaked.). We went for dinner at Montmartre back in Paris and watched some amazing portrait artists. My shoes smelled really nasty after the rain and the biking. However, my feet weren't sore for once, so that's a bonus. Leavesden studios was really cool to see in London, but I have to say I enjoyed this bike tour even more. ( SO DID ASTRID, I ASKED HER WHICH SHE LIKED BETTER AND SHE SAID THE BIKE TOUR.)