"Je ne parle pas Frainçais"
Yesterday evening I arrived home from an amazing week in the very beautiful Lyon, France. I went with one of my best friends and stayed with my cousin and her boyfriend. We spent our days lingering around Lyon, and our evenings drinking copious cocktails or cherry beer (which is YUM!). Although a fluent French speaker (and Spanish, and English, and Portuguese...), my cousin is South American and it soon became apparent she'd sniffed out just about every other Latin American in Lyon; none of her friends are French. Thus my French Phrase Book was pratically useless. In fact, we only met one French person: a rather drunk French man named Julian who only seemed interested in discussing matters concerning the Serpentine River in Hyde Park. We didn't talk to him for long.
I visited a Sephora for the first time in my life which was amazing! I could have bought every single nail varnish in the building. I celebrated my very first Bastille day with homemade cocktails and an incredible fireworks display. I visited Geneva for the day which is ridiculously over priced (SEVEN SWISS FRANCS FOR A TALL STARBUCKS!). If you'd like to see som more photos from my trip then browse my instagram (@nataliecarmen_). I had a frigging amazing week and cannot wait to return next year! x