Chris leaves for work at 730am and Killian and I leave the little room we are staying in at the same time. I figure I will just walk around until I find something and hopefully not get so lost to where I can’t find my way back. Not far from where we are staying is a street map of the town. After a minute or so of trying to find my location, I see the Jardin Le Coq is off of my street but since I do not know which direction to walk on my street I just take off. I walk for a while and do not see a garden but I do see an old man and I figure he probably knows. I ask in my best French where the garden is located and he rattles off the answer in French very quickly but to my surprise I actually understood about 75% of what he said. Turns out I had been walking in the wrong direction but I figured I had a fifty-fifty chance of that happening.

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