Just had a shower, a really nice HOT shower. I had a pretty amazing day after I dumped my stuff at the hostel. He started to show me the sights around Aix’s main city area and then I ended up waiting for him to meet this son to pass him some ravioli. We chatted a bit and I found out that he was a chef and he invited me to dinner. I was little hesitant at first, and then he told me that a Chinese student rents a room from him and we would have dinner together. I thought, oh what the heck, and decided to risk it and see how it goes. We dropped by the supermarket and picked up a bottle of pink wine which I paid for (â‚¬4, and well worth every single cent) in exchange for dinner. We then carried the groceries back to his place and true to his word, I met his Chinese tenant çŽ‹æ¦€ and her friend and four of us had a good dinner and a long chat. The old gentleman, Francis then dropped off at the youth hostel because it was too late and the buses weren’t running anymore. It was all in all a great experience, one which will probably never happen in Paris.