It is sososososo sad that I haven't updated this guy in over 3 months. I'll give you a lil update on what has been going down. 
For Easter weekend five of us took the midnight train to España. Ayayayay. We left Angers early Thursday afternoon and made our way to Paris. We spent the afternoon exploring Montmartre and saw the glorious Basilique du Sacré-Coeur. Though what's another basilica really once you've seen about 50...Just kidding! It looked like a Buddhist temple on the outside and was filled with ornate, gilded objects on the inside. And of course there were the swarms of "gypsies" selling trinkets along the walkway leading up to the basilica. After getting our fill of yet another cathedral, we headed to Montmartre and oggled at all of the sex shops surrounding the moulin rouge. It's not as pretty in person as it is in the movie, but I can say I've been there. Woot! We had afternoon refreshments at Amelie's cafe and headed back to the station to catch our night train to España. 
The train bunks were actually veeeery cute. We had one traveling companion who just had to explain to us that he had been on trial in Paris for shooting someone, though he assured us it was his boss and not him who had committed the crime. We were five against one in case he tried to pull any funny business. We arrived unscathed in Valencia Friday afternoon. The food was OHMYGAWD soooo good. We had delicious seafood Paella and plenty of tapas and sangria to sedate a horse. Valencia definitely made my list of top 3 place I've ever been too, despite getting the worst sunburn of my life from Valencia's vicious beach sun rays. Seriously, I couldn't move without cringing at the pain. The people were friendly and I got to practice my spanish. We saw a beautiful flamenco show with a band that sounded like the gypsy kings. Tres Bon! After enjoying Valencia, we made our way to Sevilla for a night and a half a day. We saw another cathedral and ate more delicious food. 
Our trip was SUPPOSED to end on Tuesday and we were SUPPOSED to arrive in Angers Wednesday morning. Of course some plague HAS to befall upon any trip taken in a foreign country. Our train from Sevilla to Madrid was delayed therefore causing us to miss our train from Madrid to Paris. The train station was of NO help and closed at 12 that night. We very luckily found a hostel for the night at a very cheap price. It was an extremely bizarre experience. We made our way to the hostel and made it to a building with one tiny tag saying that this was indeed where the hostel was located. We made our way up the marble staircase to the top floor and were greeted by a rastafarian-esque young spaniard dude. The lobby/living room was filled with friendly looking twenty-somethings drinking wine and socializing. We mustered up enough energy to go get some more paella and slept until 5 am then headed to the train station to wait for an available train. Minus our little Madrid mayhem the trip ended alright.