For many excuses (mainly
valid and not due to my laziness) I didn't manage to climb Mont
Sainte-Victoire last semester when the majority of people did, but it
was certainly on my list of things to do before I leave.(Which is in a
month #sob.) Picking a 20odd degree day might not have been ideal when
it was super steep at the beginning but it did lead to some lovely views
at the top whilst eating our picnic and eating all the grapes Luke
brought along. All I really know about the mountain is that its very
famous because Cezanne used to paint it and there is a church at the top
available for campers. Taking a different route on the way back down
led us to walk past possibly the most stunning turquoise lake I've ever
seen. Finishing off the day with a few failed jump photos before
catching the bus back home. Great day with even better company Its days
like this when i still can't believe I have lived in such an amazing
place for the past 9 months and that I really am going to miss it and
all the people I've met when I have to leave. 
In other news I have been
playing beer-pong (and winning!) girly nights in watching mean girls,
visiting Marseille for la fete des flammes et flots ( a random night
with sculptures of fire everywhere) and my next trip is to St Tropez
tomorrow!!! Standard day in the life of an erasmus student in the South
of France :D
