Melting-poting

Ice was broken last night. And by broken, I mean, seriously broken.

We all went into the city center and settled in a bar on the wharf. Everybody was just being shy at first (=drinking), but then the atmosphere starting heating up (=people were tipsy) ((=people were hammered)), and we all started to dance. It was great because each nationality put on their own dances, and made a little demonstration. So we had Arabic dance from Jordania (and France), traditional Georgian dance, not-so traditional-but-still-awesome French dance on Magic system's Ambiance à l'Africaine, and then just international songs of Rihanna and the like. It was a good night.

Obviously we still have problems with the food, but we found out that the French weren't the only ones. So either it's not the best restaurant in Bulgaria or we're just a bunch of spoiled people. 

We also went visitin the town of Balchik today, and we were shown really nice, snake-less beaches. We, the French, are all starting to improve our English. Before, Fahd used to say : "Ben... c'est sympa, quoi!". But now, after only one day, he says "Ben... it's good, quoi!", which shows real and great potential. Besides, since we started melting all together, we're starting to learn words in every language. Arabic, Georgian, Croatian, Bulgarian... A great thing about meeting people from these countries, is that they tell you how great their country really is and why you should definitely come and visit them. So in the end it does contribute to the world's peace, no matter how few people are involved!