Paris

We are on our third day in Paris and so far we have had some interesting experinces. After lots of sleeping on the plane and a huge bacon cheeseburger in Philadelphia, we arrived in Paris. We took a bus to our hostel and arrived 45 minutes after we expected to, and so the bitchy Parisian lady at the front desk informed us that she waited as long as she could (all of 15 minutes) before giving away our reservation. I guess I would be bitter too if I had frizzy, poorly dyed hair and worked at Paris' most ghetto fabulous hostel as well. After that we met up with Tess and booked a new (nicer) hostel for our second night. Katlynn and I got some amazing sandwiches and hung out with tess until we got too tired at around 4 and went back to the hostel. We managed to lug our bags up 2 flights of stairs and passed out. I following day we Met up with tess and carried over overweight bags through the metro to our new hostel, and oh my was it worth it. Its almost twice as expensive, but it is gorgeous and clean, and close to le lourve. Some nice French boys also carried our bags up 3 flights of stairs, which made our day. We got some more food (specifically crepes, literally the best I have every had), met up with Tess and hung out with some of her Scripps/cmc/mudd friends. We finally got back to our hostel after a 23hr long day and passed out. Unfortunatly, it was also daylight savings so we got to "spring forward" twice this year. Joy. So far Tess has been an absolute life saver, and I have managed to keep my shopping habits in check, but no doubt is Paris expensive.

Today is Sunday, which in Paris means virtually everything is closed. Its a huge contrast to Seattle when everyone is out and about shopping, or forcing their children to put on ugly velvet dresses and crappy white shoes to wear to church. We have encountered some very helpful people, but also some assholes, like the guy who cut infront of us at the hostel to try to claim the locker wouldnt open and that he had paid for it with his last 2 euros. Jackass. But overall life is good, minus the rain and some homesickness. Hopefully the weather clears up so we can get some good photos and stop wearing all of our warm clothes, since we packed for warm greek weather.

Aur Revoir, I think thats how its spelled, but im typing on a metal kiosk...

Tina

aka. daughter of Lucky Pierre