Last night was officially the best night in Paris as of now. Hugo, Matthieu...Pastise...?! A thievery, a generous barman, more drinks at The Bottle Shop.
BTW My Madame lives in Neuilly! I'll be off the same Metro stop as Samira and Enyi! I have three host brothers between the ages of 24-33 and the youngest still lives at home while he finishes university for Mathematiques. I can't wait to be displaced again, get my feathers ruffled once more.
Hacking the unsecured THOMSON wifi in our hotel room with Lauren while listening to: Nat King Cole's "L.O.V.E." but the French version. Genial!
The days walk by like strangers as hours last days and the metro blurs cantankerous odors with the surreality of motion. Some day or two ago, a particularly pleasant moment was spent with Samira and Lauren. We happened upon the Jardins des Tuileries in the 1st. Awash with the glow of a successful adventure on Rivoli, we collapsed into chairs placed neatly around the central fountain. It had a lovely view of the Louvre and well-kept surrounding nature.
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