…after all those years and all those French classes and all the plan-making and money-saving and doing of other things, I finally got to go roller blading on the Promenade des Anglais!
The roller-blading itself was every bit as fantastic as I imagined it would be. In fact, I was having so much fun that I went a little too fast and suddenly found myself zipping towards a wall of oblivious people. There was no room to go around them, and I couldn’t just crash into them, so I veered off to the side and hit the railing instead. Nobody was hurt, but I went a bit more slowly after that. More…