The weather in France has a mind of its own. So, when there is a nice, hot sunny day everyone goes out!So, that means picnic time! That is exactly what I did! We(Boris and I) went to have a picnic, not in the local park that is too basic but instead picnic on an ancient battleground.
Thus, we went to an area called the Plateau de Gergovie. It is the official (but disputed) site of the Battle of Gergovia between Vercingetorix and Julius Caesar in 52 BC. I sometimes forget how historic France, well Europe in general is. Growing up in California, in The United States for a matter of fact made me not think me not think about any historical presence. Here in France is where were kings, revolutions and wars took place.
So, in other words, we went to a famous battleground. Where to put it bluntly a lot of people died.Yet, that didn’t stop us from having a picnic, that’s all history now. Get it? I am trying to live it up do to my previous sentence, OK?
The view was beautiful we saw most of the Auvergne region. Being spring and all everything is green so the land looked amazing plus on a super sunny day with very little clouds, it was almost picturesque. We ate lunch there, sandwiches, chips, and mint lemonade, where we saw the landscape then moved to a remote site since there were people walking the trail. There is where we ate goûté or snack time in English, but it involves only sugary snacks. There are no chips in snack time in France. We went for the healthy option and ate grapes, they were super sweet but with huge seeds. Then I took a nap since I forgot my book to read; I rested and soaked up the Sun. While Boris tried to write but later on fell asleep.
After the power nap, we went back to the car where there is a huge monument in memory of what happened before. It took a while for me to build up the courage to go up on it because I am terrified of heights but when I did, I took some photos. I couldn’t walk around it like some kids were doing but went up the stairs and that is a huge accomplishment for me. Finishing up the photo shoot for both Boris and me, we left and returned to his apartment. Where the next day was…raining.
Oh,comment j’aime la France.
P.S After writing this, I realized I was walking where Julius Ceaser was defeated and thousands of people died… When I was there I was thinking why there were rocks there. Now I know why. Thanks, Wikipedia.