Getting off the train in Montpellier, I knew we had made the right decision to visit Meme. It was a bit more costly, but completely worth it when we were greeted with Twisty Bill screams and excitement. It wouldn't be visiting Meme without being greeted with a 3 euro plastic bottle of wine and an immediate party in the park with 5 other Americans. Although abrupt, it was the perfect introduction to the next week in Montpellier.
When Meme told us her room was the size of Harry Potter's cupboard she wasn't kidding. We made it work though with one of us on the bed cuddling with Meme and the other on the floor. I know a lot of people know Meme but after traveling intensely for a month, there is nothing like being treated by Meme with all of her wonderful love. It was the first time we got to sleep in late and not feel guilty about it. She even let us eat her food for breakfast and we compensated her by buying LOTS of cookies.
One day we looked for a coffee shop that had wifi and drip coffee. We ended up finding both and a bagel shop next door. Another day we went to a farmers market and discovered a small local bakery. Wandering through the streets on Montpellier was relaxing because we didn't have to find monument or museum. It was the first time we could take in a city for exactly what it was. At night we would grab a couple of bottles of wine, bread, rice, veggies and Meme would make a delicious dinner. The best part was cuddling on Meme's bed a night watching Glee (that took forever to load with its crappy internet) and talking about everything. It was 5 days of heart to hearts, delicious smells, too much wine and so much love.
