For almost seventeen summers straight, from when I was one year old, my family went camping in France. After finishing high school I started going on my own trips with friends, but this summer I joined my parents for one more trip. It was nice to see that after six years I was still able to set up a tent, but I have to admit that it was way more fun to go camping when I was a kid. It did enjoy spending time with my parents, visiting new places and eating shitloads of croissants. Thanks mom and dad for taking me with you.
We went to the northern part of France, close to the French-German border, and visited cities like Metz, Nancy and Strasbourg.