




The last night in Europe we ate at a wonderful cafe in Nice, and we ran into the same two young ladies we met on the bus...in fact they were on the same bus home (back to Nice) as well. They were sitting at the cafe, and as we were standing there checking out the menu, we heard our names! It took us a moment to figure out what was going on, as one rarely hears their name called while travelling in Europe! So we joined them for dinner and sat and talked late into the night. We ended up walking them back to their hostel to make sure they got there safe. It was really wild to run into them yet again, it was definitely one of those ordained moments.
The cafe had ratatouille on the menu, and of course David had to order it even if to just tell our girls we had it. (Like the movie...Ratatouille....get it?) It wasn't horrible, it was just a bunch of vegetables in a beefy sauce...David liked it a lot, but I hated the texture.


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