I'm actually just killing some time right now---waiting to have dinner with someone. I'm exhausted. I hardly slept last night because I had to move rooms, and was sharing with about eight 18 year old girls who think it's le awesome to turn on the light and be as loud as they can at 4am. Lucky for them i was drunk(ish) and therefore didn't really have will power to yell at them.
You know what's a good idea?? Making friends with the people who work at your hostel. I'm sure i've said this before. This is my only advice to give anyone. Living or dead. Basically, we were all exhausted, and because now my parisian passe has basically disbanded (as four out of the six members have left town) the rest of us were exhausted, plus it was raining, so we decided to have a night in. Most of us (as there are some new add ons to our group) watched Fight Club and ate bread.
My primary activity in Paris besides sweating, has been eating white flour. It takes a lot of work. I'm hoping somehow that the sweating is doing something to take some of those empty carbs out of my system. I'm guessing no. I'm going to come home fat. Be prepared, and bring me pastries when you all come and meet me at the airport otherwise I might be cranky and fat.
Dear Brandee and Jon--there was an error on my computer as I was talking to you... so i can't talk to you on facebook. Take this addition to my blog as an apology. I feel like the computer is crashing. But I can still type.
Anyway--as I was saying, i have eating white flour every day for pretty much every meal. I have been buying fruit (their strawberries here are the best thing ever) and having salads when possible though. But mostly this place is one big ol' bagget. The stereotype is true, they buy them constantly and eat them all the time. I have yet to hear anyone sing the song about fish from The Little Mermaid though. Back to the point---after Fight Club I went up to see if two girls I know were having a drink, and they were--and it happened to be cheap wine night, so I joined them. But then was invited by a guy who works here to have a drink. He's from Ireland, and he's awesome and we get along great and that's because he's gay and that's the only guys I truly understand. He actually really likes it when I make inappropriate remarks about his mom, this is key to how I feel about people. So he gets free drinks, which meant I got free drinks. One drink turned into several... many insults later I rolled into bed. He had to sleep here in the coat room because he missed the last Metro home. This morning he gave me a £50 discount on my rooms. Awesome. This is why making friends with hostel staff is important to your life.
Also--I got a reply from Philippe Gaulier and his secretary, and they wanted me to come meet them today at six. But I was at the Louvre, getting lost and seeing art, and so I didn't make it at all, because I didn't check my email this morning. I'm trying to reschedule. It seems sort of surreal.. but very cool. They were all for me coming there, so that's neat. I would love to take the workshop.
I finally booked my train to Munich. I'll arrive there on the 19th. It will be weird not knowing the language again. My French is shotty, but I get compliments on it--I think it's because I seem to be trying and they like this. Someone even said they liked my accent, and they weren't even being sarcastic. I am trying to force myself to speak french whenever I can--but sometimes I default into English by accident, or i don't know a word and say it in English--and then they just speak to me in English and it seems weird to go back to French. This is the most boring paragraph of all time.
The Louvre was great and big. Although we somehow managed to chose the day when the second floor is closed (the one with the majority of the paintings on it). I didn't really care about the Mona Lisa, but i saw it. I was far more impressed by a variety of other things. Actually the building itself is more beautiful than I thought it would be.
Well that's all for now. Food awaits...... bread anyone???
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