Last night, Lucy* was kind enough to invite Eimear and I to a garden party that her host sisters were throwing. They had just had a birthday and the two girls (Claire and Marie) are moving to Montreal soon, so they invited 100 of their closest friends to kick off their final days in France.
This party was amazing! It was open bar, they had a light show, smoke machine, DJ, swimming pool, hookah, outdoor toilet, ping pong table, dance floor and food. Not to mention, everyone in attendance was so nice and welcoming (albeit drunk). Oh, and did I mention they were gorgeous? Everyone was stunning. Beautiful girls in bikinis, super hot guys dancing around hot and wet from the pool...and not a soul over the age of 23. So, as the grandma of the party, I just danced around and chatted with some people who all said I spoke french really well (flattery will get you everywhere, young ones) except for this one pushy guy who said I had a really strong accent - wtf?
The music was a riot! The DJ played lots of dance music, a bit pop, tons of Michael Jackson and then some salsa. He also managed to get away with sneaking in classic tracks like Cotton Eyed Joe AND the Macarena. But we all loved it and had a great time.
*Lucy is the niece of Sarah, a friend that I made in Costa Rica while I was there with Lisa and Sarah. She's the girl who I'm replacing in the apartment. She studied in France for a year and is about to go back home to LA in a few weeks. She's pretty effing cool.
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