I promise there will be posts about Berlin, and the craziness that occurred there, but Paris…. Paris…. PARIS!!!! \
Yes, Paris is that fantastic, probably the most fantastic place I have ever been to. EVER…. I mean I am a time traveler for crying out loud and have been to a few places around the world, but nothing could prepare me for the adventure I would have here.
DAY 1
Took the night train that must have been Lucifer’s personal carriage… FUCKING sucked… We we were in cramped quarters with a French Newlywed couple… for 12 hours… I let you guys figure that one out… Yep I am Hating Paris…. we get out of train from Hades and step into the Pissing rain of Paris… Great… we have a 45 min walk to our hotel, which the directions were written on a scrap piece of paper… in the rain… We finally made it to the Hostel… Thank you!!! We threw our luggage into the backpack room, and decided that we should go on a walking tour of Paris, it was starting to clear up… Which was a good thing, because the umbrella that I had bought a few mins prior was already broken, Yep still hating Paris… Got to our Walking tour, I still recommend them, amazing info for free, just tip them well… 5-10 Euro… they are starving kids!!! Saw many sights, but nothing too special, the tour guide was a little green, and very excited about executions… He did lose my attention a few times… It happens… when there are beautiful rainbows happening over the Louvre, sorry tour guide man for not crossing the street in time. The cool part was that the tour did end right next to the Eifel Tower right at dusk… That means Bordeaux, baguette and Park Benches!!! This moment took my breath away, finally fulfilled a dream of mine I have had for a long time. Very Breathtaking!!! We then headed back tot he hostel with more Wine in hand, which is cheaper than water… and way better for you! Got back to the hostel had some dinner, cheese, bread that sorta thing, and talked to a Chinese national who was taking a test the next day to become an Accountant. The conversation did get very deep… I think I made of started a revolution in China… but we will see… I just told her what I have been living for the last few years, “Just be Happy” She doesn’t want to be an accountant but an interior design but for fear of her parents wraith she had decided to fulfill her parents wishes rather than her own… VERY LAME!!! But you can’t change everyone all the time!!! I took my wasted ass up to the room and fell asleep… I remember AG saying something about we are going to with a few girls to go museums at 730, so I set my mental alarm clock and fell asleep…
Love of Paris was at 2 out of 10, started at negative 4 though… so a six point swing… pretty good for the first day.
Day 2
I shot up in a panic, I had hit the snooze button one too many times on my mental alarm clock… but it was okay… the girls weren’t meeting us till 830 anyways, and I still don’t believe that there were going to be these magical women… It was AG talking to me… so I was IFFY… but lo and behold Marilyn and Tatiana were there!! Check them out on my facebook… Very fun girls!!! So we started our journey to the famous catacombs of Paris… It was quite amazing to see so many human remains, arranged in different ways that were done very tastefully… it was cold and dark… and somber… after our hour or so in the darkness we decided to go to a park on our way to Notre Dame, found some wine and cheese and had a picnic in the park… AMAZING… Had a great buzz going and watching Marilyn run to try to find a toilet was pretty priceless. Then a mind explosion happened… NOTRE DAME!!! If there is proof that God does exist it is because of Notre Dame… Absolutely, I can’t even explain it, It is like people who find the Lord, they cant explain the reasons or the feelings other than a sense of warmness and calm washes over you… That was Notre Dame… We then headed to the Modern Art Museum… which was pretty neat, but we were getting kinda tired, and the coolest exhibit was from this Japanese women who loved dots and lights… Pretty crazy stuff… About this time I was Museum out… I happens… so the three of them went to the Louvre while I tried to find Sacre Couer… I never did find it but did get to go to the Ghetto of Paris… Sketchy Stuff… Headed back to the hostel… by this time I am a master of the Metro… so that makes it a little easier…. Run into the 3 of them as I am walking in, and we decide to make dinner, FAMILY style, for ourselves… Have about 3-4 bottles of wine, and having a great time, when the receptionist comes over and asks what we are making, and feed her too as well as some wine… Her name was Leah, and I know what you guys are thinking … Great Watts, another Leah… Yeah well she is IRISH, and the hottest accent ever…. We tell her that we want to go to Sacre Couer and drink wine on the steps and overlook the city… It is highest point in all of Paris… So we stop at this amazing wine shop that sells us some Champagne while giving us some tips on wine… We make it up to the church and MIND BLOWN again… Drinking Champagne out of plastic cups hanging out with some of the coolest people in the world, in the MOST amazing part of the world…. Life does not get much better than this… or does it??? we will see!!! We then started our decent down to Moulin Rouge, while meeting up some girls who were singing, “Aint No Mountain…” I decided to join them as well… singing and skipping down the street… Yeah I am that guy!!! Saw the Moulin Rouge and Leah parted ways… We then started back to the hostel and bought another bottle of wine and drank that straight from the bottle while walking back to the hostel… something about a girl who drinks from the bottle that is very attractive… Made it back to the hostel, talked to Pablo for a bit and finally fell asleep after drunk facebooking… I am the master of that!!!
Paris 8 out of 10…. oh it is getting better!!!
Day 3
I am Hungover… so very hungover… sucks!!! AG decided to go on a run while I stayed at the hostel and bothered Leah as much as possible… Felt like a prick… I was forgetting shit left and right… and we had to move rooms, so our luggage was in the room, and had to get the key from her, I had to get a wine key, to open the wine that I bought at like 11 to take care of my hungover made some soup, and tried to be a human… Helped Aaron with his laundry and made some rice and chorizo for dinner…. Like tons of it and started drinking again with the Australians, Cubans, and Mexicans, Made dinner for Leah as well… And the bottles of wine opened up like it was New Years of something… along with Tequilla that was made with mescaline… which is illegal in the states, the only thing that comes close to the drunk you get off it is Absinthe… Very fun stuff… then Some dude who was like a Bajillionaire or Friends with Mark Zuckerberg, whose uncle was Steve Jobs, and Thought I was Irish because I was hanging out with Leah, started to make a fool of himself… He was off the street… and getting very annoying for the rest of the crew that was there, decided to throw a knife at Jon… and cuss out Leah or something… It was bullshit… it was time for him to leave… so a few of us escorted him out where he proceeded to start crying or something… Being an habitual liar has that effect on you… not a good thing… Well it was like 6ish and well… Yeah… I never did see my bed… but did get to see other parts of Paris in the rain while running hand in hand… Very Good times…
12\10 Paris… yes that is twelve out of ten… and the moment I decided that this place is magical…
Part 2 coming soon!!! Thank you so much for reading my rambling post… like always check the facebook, send me emails, and All of you “Smile, Drink, Love” as written by me on the wall of the hostel!!!
awkward moments 