
I am madly in love with Paris and sad to leave tomorrow. I love the layout of the city. I love being able to walk everywhere. I love the lifestyle. love love love.
So I didn't mention this before, but I am traveling with my friends Lily and Patrick and we have been having an amazing time. I'm so glad that we made the decision to take this trip.
Paris has been amazing. We had a pretty rough start, but it's gotten better. The plane ride over was nice and smooth. I took some Dramamine and was pretty much knocked out right when I sat down in my seat. We got the Charles de Gaulle Paris airport and got onto RER B and connected to the Metro. Unfortunately the directions given to us by the hostel we made reservations with (Friends Hostel) were wrong. They told us to get off a specific station, which we did, but when we got out onto the streets, we couldn't find Blvd de la Chapelle. It was nowhere to be found. So we asked some restaurant workers. But no. They sent us down the opposite end of where we needed to be. It was pretty miserable trying to pull along my luggage across a heavily crowded sidewalk. Miserable. We never found Chapelle of course. We ended up asking a couple who lead us in the right direction. I think we ended up being 2-3 stations away from Friends. Lame. We finally got there though, tired, hot and sweaty and pretty miserable, but we got there. I'll have that the location was pretty sketch from the start. We got off Barbes-Rochechuart and found ourselves facing these thugs or bros standing everywhere trying to sell cigarettes to people walking by. They kept saying "boro, boro" which I guess is slang for Marlboro because that's what they were holding. Also, there was trash on the sidewalks.
So we get into the hostel, the man at the desk was pretty sketch too. We paid for our rooms, got our key, and went upstairs to settle in. Our room wasn't even much of a room. I know hostel rooms are tiny, but this room was just tiny. There wasn't enough space to move my arms around 360 Pretty tiny with very little moving space. The walls were painted an ugly dark sick purple with a hole in the wall. There were two bunkbeds side by side with room for one person to walk inbetween. We had a shower, window, sink, shelving, and trash can. Those were a nice plus, but other than that, it was a dump.

Um, we didn't feel safe enough to just leave our luggage in the room because we had to return the key to the front desk every time we left. So, we locked up our suitcases with Lily's bike lock. Pretty sweet.
Afterwards, we headed out to get dinner at this place called La Panorama. This was pretty nerve wrecking though. Walking into the restaurant worried that they wouldn't speak English and we would struggling heavily with the French, but it worked out very well. The waiter seemed pretty amused with a failed attempt at French so I guess that was alright. For my first meal in France, I ate an omelette with mushrooms and we had white wine with it. O.M.G. It was all good. The wine was REALLY good. I've never had such great tasting white wine before that I could afford. After dinner we walked around and found the Square Louis Michel completely by accident and it was amazing. Unfortunately all along the stairs, there was a lot of trash left behind by visitors and locals, I assume. But the building was just really really pretty. There were a ton of people just sitting around and chilling. I didn't understand then but I know now how the French find places to chill and drink and that's what they were pretty much doing here. Fantastic.



Oh yeah and in the middle of the night our first night, a stranger knocked on our door. I don't know what time but it was probably around 2 or 3 in the morning. Unfortunately, Lily had to answer the door and pretty much told him that he couldn't sleep in our room. He came back up with the manager and got the bed.
So on our very first day in Paris, we started at 7:30 and made our way to this cute little cafe that we spotted the day before. It's called Kaffe Cafe and the owner was super nice to us. We attempted French, he found it amusing, and spoke to us in English. Um, that cafe au lait was the most amazing cafe au lait I have every had. It was so good. Smooth, rich, and creamy. Afterwards, we got breakfast in the train station and went to the Louvre for the day.

I don't know how to explain the beauty of it, but it was amazing. There's so much to see in the museum but I think we covered pretty everything. The ancient art, the 17th and 18th century art and their French paintings. There were a TON of paintings. It took about 3-4 hours but we got to most of the museum. We went in, saw the art, came out, were harassed by horrible gypsies and souvenir people, and chilled. It was really nice to just sit there. A lot of the French were there chilling as well, playing with their kids, dogs, or reading a book.


After sitting around outside in the sun at the Louvre we made our way back to our hostel to get my laptop and try to hunt down an internet cafe. We trekked over to close to the Montmarte area and had no luck. Eventually we found a bar that had a wi-fi sign but we couldn't get online because of a password problem. It required typing in an e with an accent, but we would have needed a European keyboard to insert it and so we just sat there a drank 2 bottles of white wine and just chilled and relaxed. Um, I got a little too drunk as well as Lily who broke a wine glass. We decided to go to an internet cafe where I attempted to use the computer and type. Not a good idea when I'm 1) drunk off of wine and 2) using a French keyboard. For the first time ever since I learned how to type, I was using two fingers to type. I was completely retarded. But whatever. Afterwards we went back to the hostel where we met our new roommate. A Brazilian druggie. She had dreadlocks and was smelly. Looked like a druggie. Anyways, it was awkward and interesting. Lily was talking to her in Spanish and apparently she wanted to tag along with us the next day and join us but I honestly was praying that she wouldn't. I didn't feel right being near her. I could tell that we weren't her type of crowd to hang with. Anyways, she eventually said to Lily that she wanted to smoke some weed. hah Lily responded by saying haha well we don't have any. Good luck with that. Lily dropped her contact case lid in the sink where it got stuck in the drain pipe. Haha it was hilarious. We tried using her hair clip, the Brazilian girls floss holder, and then rolled up piece of paper. No luck. We spent about 30 minutes trying to get it out when Lily decided to unscrew the drain pipe and it just fell out. Ridiculous.
The next day on Friday
We woke up at 7:30. All three of use were parched from the night before and the room being very stuffy throughout the night. So, the Brazilian girl decided to join us which I did not like. All four of us headed out to find a place to buy water on way to Kaffe Cafe but no luck. So we got to the cafe, sat outside, and got the same drinks. The Brazilian girl didn't care to get anything. She seemed really bored and started to smoke a nasty cigarette. Gross. We ended up having to go back to the hostel because Lily didn't have her Museum Pass on her. While we were waiting for Lily outside, the Brazilian girl went inside and never came back out. So we just decided to leave and went back to the Montmarte area where we found a bakery and got some bread to eat.
That day we had a free tour of Paris that we reserved spots for and went over to the area. I can't remember what the street is called but it's where THE Moulin Rouge is. All along this street there were sex shops and sex toys EVERYWHERE. It was really hilarious. We walked and waited around for 11 to come around so we could meet our tour group and guide at the Blanche train station. The tour was fantastic. Our tour guide's name was Chris and he walked us around the main parts of Montmarte. We went up a specific street that is suppose to the longest in Paris. It was great. There's a lot of history that he told and showed us. He talked about the architecture around Paris and there's a main one throughout Paris where the 2nd and 5th floors always have balconies. The zero floor was for the concierge, the first for the house workers, the second for the grandparents, the third for the children, the fourth for the guests, and the fifth for the parents/owners whatever. He showed us where Vincent van Gogh lived for a while. He showed us the statue of the man who had spread Christianity throughout France. I can't remember his name anymore. Showed us famous restaurants, pubs, and other locations, and eventually led us to Sacre Coeur. It was a successful tour and we just loved it. Also he told us about the green fountains placed throughout Paris. Apparently it's drinkable water and for everyone. Not sure if I'd be willing to drink it just yet, but that was nice of him to tell us that.


So after the tour, we went and got some sandwiches and made our way downhill. We found a shady location midway where we sat and ate our lunch while we watched the locals eat. Afterwards, we went to the Musee D'orsee where we saw really amazing artwork. There were a lot of paintings by Monet, Manet, van Gogh, Degas, Courbet,...all the big stars. We also got to see Art Nouveau furniture. Amazing. After that we headed over to grab a small bite at a cafe right next to the museum. Oh yeah and the museum's interior architecture reminded me of Monet's Saint Lazare train station painting. Pretty awesome. So we got crepes at the cafe and then headed over to the Notre Dame where we met up with Lily's friend Jessica.

She took us to get some amazing French ice cream and then we bought some wine and beer. Jessica says that there's a bridge that all the local young French people go to drink and socialize and just super trendy as usual. So we headed there and it was definitely awesome. Being able to see all those French locals doing what they do was amazing. We sat there for a while just talking and then headed over to get some Galletes. We stook in a very very long line, but it was worth it. This places was the only one out of many on the street that had a line. I got a gallete with the typical ingredients: ham, cheese, egg, tomatoes, lettuces, and onions. It was SO good and delicious. REALLY REALLY GOOD. Then we headed over to get more wine to head back to the bridge to see the Eiffel Tower light up. Again, the young people were there just drinking away and looking super trendy. It was pretty amazing. We definitely got to see the Eiffel Tower twinkling like a Christmas Tree. It was awesome. Afterwards we left and headed back to our crappy hostel.

Now I finally come to today. It was another beautiful day in Paris! Beautiful. This morning we packed everything and headed out to move to our new hostel Young and Happy. It's a really nice place and in a great location. We got on over to the hostel where we just left our luggage in their luggage room and went off to find breakfast. We got sandwiches and headed off to the train station to find Versailles. It was a long ride but completely worth it. We took RER C to get over to Versailles and it was absolutely wonderful. We got inside the palace gates and then the walls.




Everything inside was absolutely beautiful. Unfortunately each room was just filled with paintings hanging on the walls. It was pretty dull. But we eventually got to see the rooms, the hallways, and everything. It was ridiculously excessive to the max. I don't know how else to explain it. They pretty had everything in each rooms. Everything was decorated from top to bottom. Each room had ceiling paintings with all the reliefs and everything. The walls were all covered with fabric wall paper and matching curtains. All the furniture was ridiculous and extreme. We walked through so many rooms that had a lot of huge large mirrors. There were tons of self portraits of the kings. Gross. So much was made out of marble. It was just extremely ridiculous. There were also a ton of chandeliers that would need a ton of oil and candles and matches. Where the hell did that have the money or time to continuously restock all these candles? Ridic. Then we walked out into the gardens. That was also fucking excessive. It was huge and expansive. I just can't believe how big and amazing it really is. We walked through one of the gardens and then walked along the lake. It was amazing. A lot of the French people come out to the gardens and spend their day there just chilling and biking and playing. It's pretty awesome. So we walked along the lake to get over to Marie Antoinette's house. I really really wanted to see this. This was also amazing as well. I can't believe how much these people had. Here places was excessive. She had to beds, a billiards room and so much more. Many sitting rooms. I guess they would be called parlors. She had a fuck load and it was just all too amazing. She also had a garden and that was pretty awesome as well. Ridiculous. Ridiculous. We walked back the main Versailles palace and left.
(I would have taken more pictures, but camera was dying and it's better to see everything in person.)
Ate McDonald's and then left to check into our new hostel. It was just all so nice. I really had a great time at Versailles and I am SO GLAD that we got to go. SOOO glad. So we checked into our hostel at Young and Happy and found that we had a roommate. We left our things there feeling secure and happy about it. Our room has walking space unlike Friends and we also have a table and 3 chairs, a sink, and a toilet in our room. It's pretty awesome. So we left the hostel, bought adapters and converters and then went to get some bread, cheese (some soft cheese and brie), salame, and went out to sit and eat our food for dinner. It was awesome just to sit on some random bench and eat our food, people watch, and just chill. After that we walked around and came back to our hostel where we met our roommate. I think her name is Briah and she's from New Zealand. She's traveling for 2 weeks on her own and she's pretty awesome. Like her. And now I am here typing away.