Day one started out. We were about five hours late in leaving, so by the time we got there, we had to really hurry to get to our first camp spot before nightfall. I thought I was in shape and good to go, but boy was I wrong. By the time we got to our camp site, my legs were shaking like a leaf, we were freezing & starving, and I had awful blisters.
But, we made it, and the views were spectacular.
Day Two was glorious. We only had about two hours to walk, and it was much easier going. Day Two made the trip worth it. We spent the entire day like this:
Then. There was Day Three. Day 3 we were supposed to get up, hike down to the car, drive to a nearby mountain town, have an amazing lunch and wander the streets for a few hours before going back home.
Well. Day Three we both woke up with a stomach bug. A really nasty one. There's really no way to put this delicately, but let me tell you-there is nothing fun about hiking several miles with nausea, diarrhea, limited toilet paper, and not a bathroom in sight. Lol, NOTHING. But, we really had no choice, so we made it down the mountain, got to our car, and I decided to take this victory photo:
Less thankfully, they were out taking care of their cattle:
(Both the cows and the house so charming!!)
But eventually, they were able to get our car jump started, and we stopped at our little mountain town for bathrooms and gas. We were too sick to eat, and even though the town was beautiful, we just wanted to get home. While we were doing that, the car died again, so we had to run around trying to find a French person willing to help us out.
A few towns later, we stopped and bought a new battery, discovered it was the wrong one, bought a second battery and spent an hour or two like this:
So that was my worst vacation experience, anyone got one of their own to share? (Also, I know you're probably not feeling very sorry for me since I got to spend a month in France, but I still regret our choice to be adventurous. :)