In the immortal words of Socrates, "...I drank what?"

So. I was planning a trip with my mom, who is coming to visit me in France, and at first we were thinking of going to Provence/Côte d'Azur, cause it's winter, and Provence/C d'A is a little warmer. And I found this:

La Fête du Citron, or Lemon Fesitval, in which the city of Menton celebrates citrus fruit. My first thought? Um, Rodney McKay would die. Twice. I could totally see John getting them to this city, and buying them tickets to the festival, on a vacation, just to see the look on Rodney's face and get him to sputter and look incredulous, and John would act all innocent and devious at the same time.

I lose.


Yup.

But really, it looks like a lot of fun. I am sad that we are not going. I'm tempted to try and go myself, anyway. It's just that the train times are kind of horrendous, and I don't want for us to spend our vacation in a moving vehicle. Hmmm... Thinking Vallée de la Loire. Tours is 70 minutes by TGV from Paris, and as far as I have read, the chateaux are relatively easy to get to by train/bus. hm hm hm.