Today, we woke up at our normal times and headed to school in anticipation of our most grueling test yet, the bike ride. Some of the more physically exhausted students, such as myself, questioned our dear teacher Ms. Jones prior to this day about the difficulty of this ride. Everytime we asked, Ms. Jones gave the same convincing reply, "Oh don't worry about it, it's so mellow!" and eventually, we believed her.
When we hopped off the bus at our biking location, we began to accept Ms. Jones' answer. There was nothing but smooth flat roads surrounding the area and we were convinced that this bike ride would be a pleasant experience. Within 15 minutes, we had changed our thoughts completely. We were tracking through field after field of high grass and mud, often having to stop and walk our bikes to keep from plunging into the unknown abyss. 14 Hours later, we were done. Although exhausting, all most of us had to show were bruises and various dirt stains. The french students, however, showed no fatigue from the death ride and continued to run around and play games as most of us sat down to eat our lunch. Typical.
After the bike ride, we had the opportunity to visit the chateau "d'Azay le Rideau." We walked about the castle, answered our challenging worksheet, then finally returned to the bus for the short ride back to school.
Luckily, we all survived today, though we once thought there was no chance. We headed home and prepared for the weekend festivities.
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