DAY THREE AND FOUR

So Day Three of Paris started out really lovely- I woke up in time for breakfast, got all checked out of my room and started wandering. Getting lost is impossible when you don't have anywhere you're going, so that made everything MUCH less stressful. Plus, I kind of figured out ordering! Ish! So I got to eat, which was totally awesome. And then, as I was wandering, I found a sweet bitty toystore, and bought Ms. Bunny! So since I can't take pictures of myself, she's going to take my place.

I then continued my wandering and ended up in these huuuuuuuuuuuge gardens. I don't remember what they were called, but it was the equivalent of Central Park (although obviously smaller). It was Saturday, so there were all these families having picnics, and I sat down and read for an hour in front of a fountain. There was something going on which I THINK was theater? Maybe? Anyway there were some guys, one of whom had a giant mustache and one of whom was dressed up like a rabbit, and they wandered around giving people carrots. The people around me kept cheering and laughing, so I assume it made sense in French.

So I started panicking about making it to the train on time, and found a cab- wound up at the station an hour early. But it turned out to be a good thing, because it took me FOURTY MINUTES to get through customs. Jesus, England, lay off. I swear, I'm no threat to you.

On the train, I sat next to this French guy playing his obnoxious French pop REALLY LOUDLY and sprawling all over the place. But across the aisle from him were two single moms and their two British children, and they were so FREAKING CUTE they pretty much made up for everything.

Then I went through the Chunnel! It was a feat of engineering, an amazing wonder of the modern- okay, it was really dark and boring. It's a tunnel. I admit to being slightly underwhelmed.

When I got in, I took a taxi (THEY ARE SO CUTE YOU GUYS! They look all wee from the outside, but they are SO ROOMY inside! It's like the TARDIS but with WHEELS!) to my hostel- I'm staying at the Generator, and basically it's like a giant, crazy, international dorm. With a bar. There are people EVERYWHERE ALL OF THE TIME, it's actually kind of amusing.

There isn't really a blog for Day Four, because I spent all day sound asleep. I slept until one, and then blearily went in search of a store where I could buy shampoo. As I wandered, I found a pub, and thought 'yay food!' and went in. Turns out, they only served dinner not lunch, so I ordered a coke. There were only four old guys in there, including the bartender, and they were watching the World Cup- every so often one of them would go "That's why (futball lingo I don't understand) is just such PISS" and the others would go "aye" and then they'd all go back to their beer. It was hilarious. That has been pretty much my entire day.