Ok, so the Shack was a lot more fun than I could have guessed. The Shack belongs to an old friend of my Dad's from high school, Dapila. Hanging out with Dad and Dap was so cool. The surroundings were absolutely beautiful. I will post some pictures when I get them from Dad. I really enjoyed my weekend, and I spoke french the whole time. I was worried I would sound like an idiot but as it turns out I'm totally fluent once I'm warmed up.
Now I get to return home, all the fascist Schwarzer Bloc are gone back to their parents basements.