is this real?

Peace,

Today we arrived in Dijon. It is without doubt, one of the most beautiful places I have ever been. Good Americans may go to Paris when they die, but good Canadians go to Dijon when they die. I never thought that I would see skies as wide open as Alberta, but Dijon may just have topped it. Wherever you go, all you see are beautiful grain fields, groves of trees, and tasteful gardens.

There is so much stuff to talk about, it's hard to decide. One of the most pathetic and joyful episodes of our trip occurred when we first saw the Holiday Inn. It's incredible how our standards have changed since the beginning of the trip. In Paris, we stayed in Hotel Cosy. Although it was recommended by Lonely Planet, we were all disgusted and sickened by the incredibly small rooms, and worst of all, the "attached" bathroom really was attached: all that separated the bedroom from the toilet was a curtain.

Thus, you can imagine the momentous scenes of joy when we saw Holiday Inn. We actually all couldn't believe that we were staying here, for a price comparable to Hotel Cosy. For a full 30 seconds, we couldn't open the door to our room.

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After resting for a bit, Abdur Rahman, Mustafa, and I embarked on another epic quest: this time to find bikes (Zohaib had speech homework). We ended up taking a 40 minute bus ride to a small little neighborhood, and eventually arrived at someone's house. We went to the backyard, after evading some rather unfriendly canines, and managed to get these amazing bikes. We were ecstatic. We started riding along the canals back to our hotel. It was amazingly beautiful. We took this picture.

5 minutes later, we took this one.

Needless to say, when we go for adventure, we GO for adventure. We even had a double rainbow afterwards...