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Published: August 26th 2008
Time to look at some of the spots that make Paris so famous. I caught the metro into town and commenced to get myself nicely lost. I broke my self imposed mcdonalds drought of several years and got myself something to eat at maccas. For some reason i thought it would be easier than other places... not the case. Naturally I got a "royale with cheese". I checked out the louve - from the outside only as the crowds were nasty. Kinda scary to see soldiers walking around with machineguns, I really wanted to take a photo, but they look like they mean business. I walked towards the Arch de Triumph, it looked really close - but after walking for half an hour it wasnt a lot bigger so my hangover forced me to bail to the metro and back to the hostel for a nap, ha.
Next day I thought it was time to hire a bike and get to see another side of the golden city. Id met a guy from dubai the night before who was keen also - so we teamed up and after some sign language managed to hire ourselves some nice lookin mountain bikes.
A tower
No idea what this is - the information board was all in french. Didnt they know I was coming???We set off down the canal. It was a damp Sunday so the streets were pretty clear as we pottered through the stunning area that some of Amelie was filmed. We eventually hit the Seine river and cruised towards Notre Dam. Its located on a cute island in the middle of the river. They started construction in the 1100s and were still at it 200 years or so later. A very dark and menacing gothic church that apparently cranked out 7 popes in its hayday. In the park behind the church a funk band from Norway was entertaining the locals and tourists alike. We stopped at a cafe for coffee and also some of the delicious cheese toasties the french are into. The cheese is on the outside! mmm, cheese.
After a round about cruise back to base we got ourselves a well earnt glass of rose at the hostel (for under 4 kiwi bucks). After a few more glasses I realized my buddy from Dubai was a little worse for wear, they are not made of the same stuff as us kiwis. On the upside he did start shouting everyone in the bar, classic. I tricked him into
the louve
its got old french stuff inside drinking water for a good hour or so until I had to carry him to his bed, hahaha. Felt sorry for him in the morning as I was departing for the trainstation and he was making a mad dash for the white elephant with his hand clasped over his mouth.
Now off to Terschelling!!
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miles
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Quelle Horror!
You should have been expelled from Paris for walking under the Gloden Arches - Shame on you! A city where it is impossible to get bad food! Sacre Bleau!