The good moods were quickly put to rest when we pulled into Pont du Gard. As soon as we got there Barbs said, “Ya know, the best view is actually from the water”. Confused, we (Hannah and Cedar) looked at each other, because we hadn’t even been privy to the knowledge that there WAS water, let alone that there was water for us to swim or tube in.
Because we were in pissy moods, it prompted Barbs and Chuck to say that they would like to do their next vacation without us. This did not help the mood situation. Also, we think they would regret not having us along because 1) we keep them on their toes and 2) they would have too many conversations that go a little like this one we witnessed today (when they thought we were listening to our iPods):
Chuck: “Yeah.”
Barbs: “It doesn’t even look real!”
Chuck: “Exactly!!”
“Exactly”. Exactly…?? Exactly what??! And they think they can get by without us..
Afterwards we drove back home, but made a quick stop in an abandoned parking lot for manual-transmission lessons. Cedar went first and Hannah made sure to evacuate the car. Then Hannah went. There were a few stalls, some jerkiness, and a whole lot of whiplash, but in the end we made it out alive.
To round out our day, we went back to dinner at the same place we dined at the first night. We knew it was going to be an interesting meal when we ordered the first carafe of free water and the waiter made a face to show his disapproval. We were sitting outside, so the local St. Remy flies were out to party, which proved to be a huge problem for Cedar. We (Hannah and Cedar) ordered the exact same thing from the previous meal at this restaurant; Barbra copied Hannah’s order while Chuck copied Cedar’s. Don’t think this also did not merit a negative judgmental reaction from the waiter. He was no happier when we ordered the second carafe, or even the third, but it’s not our fault because he kept delivering carafes that were only 1/3 filled.
Until then!
--Hannah and Cedar