Reims might be the most perfect city on the planet! Seriously! yesterday Evann and I spent the day riding around on bikes shopping, site seeing, just wandering the cutesy town. We had lunch at Beouf ou Salade (beef or salad), they had awesome chocolate mouse. Last night we headed back to the hostel early and did LAUNDRY!!!!! I loved every second of it, even walking arounf in laundry day clothes, poor Evann kept getting harassed by the polish men out in the front, so annoying. I have so much appreciation for a clean towel it almost hurts to use it! we ended up getting out of the hostel to walk down town at 11:00pm i swear it is impôssible to leave any eariler!!! headed to the city céntré where the bars are and found a cute place with lounge chairs! drank 2 bottles of wine between the 2 of us and Evann danced all the way back to the hostel. I found a french place called "Natalys" and took a picture in front of it for Nat. Today we wandered around in the moring and figured out that this town COMPLETELY shuts down on Sunday, seriously, even the grocery stores, found an internet cafe open to try and book things for tomorrow, and freaked out because everything was booked! walked ALL the way down to the train station and booked my train to Biarritz gonna take me all day! and my hotel there (insanly expensive) but it is the play gound for the aristoricats apparently and a 15 min walk to Spain beaches and a 5 min walk to French beaches! NICE! I have no idea where i am going to stay on the 26th, but I suppose I will cross that bridge when i come to it! Tonight evann and I went champagne tasting! YUM! Getting there was an adventure, Evann is not comfortable on bikes and the stupid maps here will tell you you can take a road and when you get there it is blocked. Poor girl hated me a little bit I think. THANKFULLY a nice french ,an on the way there saw we were lost and helped us out, we NEVER would have found it if it werent for him. And getting home the stupid chain came off my bike and I had to figure out how to get it back on myself,no dad to help me. But I didnt cry, i just got REALLY greasy and tried to use my s***ty french to convince a nice shop lady to let me use her sinck and dish soap. So far the french MUCH nicer then the british. After the tour I asked about shipping bottles home to people but apparently the US makes it REALLY difficult to ship anything from France so I couldnt do it... :( I cant lug around 10 bottles of champange, so sorry peeps. :( hope you all will forgive me! I have learned that I like vintage champagne and Evann likes the sweet stuff and we watched some cheesy video where they put it in play terms with a sound track (it was as weird as it sounds) the coolest part was wandering around the cold caves and seeing the thousands of bottles of champange that they are aging. Tonight I am organizing my s*** because hurricane Jessice tore through our room and trying to figure out how I am going to get back to Paris so I can catch my train. I get into Biarritz at 8:45pm tomorrow so I still need to call the hotel and hope they have late check in and some one speaks english. OY! Au revior!