| Bonjour St. Emilion! |
When arriving at the bottom of the hill to St. Emilion, we were transported into a world that we hadn't seen in France before.
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| hikin' up the hill |

| nom |
I had scallops and mashed potatoes for my meal. At the end of the meal I decided to taste some of Laura's dish...BIG MISTAKE. I then washed my meal down with a dose of benadryl, as I had been eating a pine nut. Luckily I didn't die. Once the commotion was over, we realized that we would have to find Chateau Soutard (where the wine tasting class was) on our own. We ended up going the wrong way about 4 times, asked for directions and got 20 different answers, and sprinted through a few vineyards before making it to the class promptly 40 minutes late. Dr. Logan said that she was impressed that we found it on our own. I bought the wine that everyone liked the most to bring home. Then we went to the shops around town. It was getting very cold out and we had the opportunity to get an earlier train back to Bordeaux. Laura and I sprinted down the hill, gracefully, and made the train in the knick of time.
On the train home, a massive dog was just chillin in the aisle. I have noticed that animals are like people here. The shops at St. Emilion even said ''cat friendly'' on their doors. The day was great and the town was beautiful. The allergy attack was a nice memory as well. I would have prefered a warmer day and no pine nuts in my system, but I got a lot of nice photos and a sense of true wine country.

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