We arrived at Saint Raphael train station for the bachelorette party. A beautiful seaside town in the French Riviera. We were picked up by Nadia and her soon-to-be husband, Gisle. The “g” is pronounced like the g in “nugget” and his name is pronounced Gis-leh”.
Our accommodation is a holiday house to be shared with 15 friends, who will be attending the wedding (except for me, I’m just crashing the bachelorette party). It’s a big house with a pool and within walking distance to the main part of town. Each room had a lovely gift from Nadia and Gisle, a bottle of rosé wine. Little did I know that the next three days were going to be fueled by rosé wine.
On the Monday, a few of us headed in to town to get some supplies (read: more alcohol) for a BBQ at the parents of the Bride’s house. Another beautiful rental house with a pool. After a night of drinking bottles of “Confidence” we got taxis back to our house. While waiting we could see about 4 piglets and a couple of wild pigs wandering around a vacant lot. I’m sure they were just as surprised to see us as we were to see them.
Tuesday was the bachelorette party in Saint Raphael. A lunchtime soirée at a local restaurant on the beach (and I mean on the beach, my feet were on the sand). Each of the ladies were given a show bag by the bridesmaids containing:
- Sparkling water
- Red Bull shot
- Lollies and chocolate
- A printed picture of Gisle with a photo challenge on the back – mine was to get a photo of Nadia, the printed photo, myself and a dog (preferably a French poodle)
It was a fun day that ended up back at the house, swimming, playing games and of course drinking.
We didn’t end up leaving the house, so I didn’t see a poodle between lunch and bedtime and I wasn’t able to complete my photo challenge 🙁
On the Wednesday most of us headed into town. I had some running around to do and managed to get lost. I didn’t think it was possible in such a small town, but Noonie and I managed to… twice. Along the way we checked out the boats in the marina and “rode horses along the beach”. Also got to have a quick swim in the ocean before jumping on yet another train.
The overnight train wasn’t too bad. I had the top bunk in a women’s only cabin. After a bit of reading, I fell asleep and woke up in Paris around 7:30am.