Going to the temple...

...and we're gonna get some Jesus! The past few Sundays I've been ditching the Baptist church here in Angers in favor of going to another Protestant church closer to the downtown area, near the castle and the Musee des Beaux-Arts. The church holds its services in an old temple that was constructed sometime during the 12th century...which is really cool aside from the obvious drawbacks of not having heat. (Haha, very cool indeed...wow, puns are worse than ever these days). Anyway, last Sunday I met a nice couple named Jacques and Fabienne, and they invited some of my friends and me over for dinner on Wednesday night. We took them up on their offer because, let's face it, free food is always welcome, even if it involves trusting strangers not to poison you.

So we went to their house (we includes Sarah, Stephanie, Menno, Jan-Willem, Kees, and myself), and they fed us very very well, we even got strawberry cream pie for dessert! They are a really sweet couple with an amazing house, and it was an all around good time getting to spend time with real French people, talking about their perceptions of the U.S., ours of France, etc. And I found out that they don't eat the skin on potatoes. Weird, that's where all the nutrients are, right? Or is that just some lie that's been fed to me since birth?