09.03.2001 || 16h16

Back from paris

well, Paris is a gutter-mouthed whore. The entire city seems to smell of piss, te waiters are rude, the drivers are crazy, everything costs too much, the women are sexy but worthless and the place is as pretty as everyone says it is.

We spent $50 on a meal that I wouldn't have left a nickel for at home, took pictures from the top of every landmark and cheesy tourist trap we could think of, skipped the eiffel tower at Mystie's request, Lost our lodgings and spend the next four days at a hostel, went all about the place with monstre, who went into an office to ask directions and had Mystie hold her smoke for her, inadvertantly displaying the fact that my apparently non-smoking girlfriend holds and flicks a cigaret like a pro. Hmm...

Then we ate nougat at the Place des Invalides, baguettes and cheese in the garden of the Rodin Museum, drank caf� cr�mes at many an overpriced sidewalk caf�, were kept up by a couple having intense sex across the courtyard, took a train to Nantes, which was beyond beautiful, and I dunno, everything, I guess. I'll have more to say when I've been home for more than four hours and maybe slept a bit. definitely more later. Promise.

Um, I *did* mention that we were going to France, right?



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