Yah. I gave up.
The two French girls (Cecile and Emmanuelle Van Lith) let me stay in their treehouse with them. I. LOVE. THEM. They were very nice and sweet. Cecile did tell me that they really needed to sleep, which made me think that maybe they didn't think I would take them up on their offer? And maybe they were afraid I would cry like a baby the whole night? I had been complaining about being scared and not being able to sleep? Not sure.
Anyway, just as I suspected, I was not even the slightest bit scared at all. I even took a shower! Which was super necessary after the 104 degree day. They had four beds in their room and I was just really tired of trying to prove my brave-ness. Besides, hadn't I survived two nights of that hell? Didn't I already have the bragging rights?
Here are my knightesses in shining armoresses.
(Short girl sandwich.)
And here is the treehouse I stayed in with Cecile and Emma:
And here is the coolest treehouse in the place. There was a tree in the middle of it! Two of the Spanish ladies stayed there:
This place wasn't so bad :)
In the daylight even tolerable. And animals everywhere:
If I didn't have a crippling fear of the dark, I would say my experience was entirely enjoyable. Here is a picture of the Swedish couple: (Toby and Stina) They're doctors!
And here is Toby, the guide:
Notice how fresh and clean my hair is. Shower!
Totally breaking my preconceived picture of french people. "Nice n Sweet" not "Mean, selfish n Stinkily hairy." Definitely not Napoleon's Descendants either. Must be super models in France with that Height! ow! ola Olay we we baguette! viva la viva! odelay odelay!
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