Apparently we have some very unfortunate timing. As Malcolm Scott Thomas (a Scottish bartender we befriended) summed up, "It's sunny in Montpellier 300 days of the year, the streets aren't even made for rain!". Well in a place that sees rain approximately 15% of the year, we saw it for over 50% of our stay. Not just drizzle either, we're talking flash flood, wake-you-up-from-sleep thunder storms. We didn't let it ruin our trip though, luckily we had gotten the majority of our walking done during our first day.
Montpellier is a cozy town in the south of France with a lot more to see than I expected. For the rainy days, there was an excellent museum, Musee Fabre, and a photography exhibit offering an interesting collection of Spanish culture. The city centers around a main plaza with merry-go-round, picturesque fountain, typical European cafes and absolutely gorgeous garden walkways; all perfect for the nice weather they get for the majority of the year. The tulips took my breath away.
Both James and I noticed an immediate difference being here versus Spain. Aside from the obvious change of language, there is just something different. It almost feels lighter in some strange way, maybe it's the lack of Gothic influence. I'm definitely enjoying hearing French though, even though I'm extremely rusty, it's nice to understand at least a little bit of what is going on around me.
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