Journey to the end of the earth (24/12 - 1/1)

Christmas was spent with my uncle's family in Finistère, the westernmost region of mainland France. There's a lovely, tiny little town there called Landerneau, with a fairly famous bridge with buildings on it - kind of like the Ponto Vecchio in Florence. Most of the week was spent indoors though, either eating or digesting. We watched Bienvenue chez les Ch'tis (hilarious) and the latest Indiana Jones movie (also hilarious, for being so bad as to go 'round the other way and become awesome), drank this year's apple cider and ate entirely too much chicken with chestnuts and boudin at our Réveillon party on New Year's Eve. I also built up enough French phrases and alcohol tolerance to ask for "un petit peu, s'il te plaît" at dinner. Speaking of eating ... I might have also earned myself the nickname "clementine", due to the abundance of said fruits. >_>;;