Sunday, November 15, 2009

Puke, Crap, and the Mona Lisa

Landmarks. Shopping. Mona Lisa. Loud dinner. Puked on. Botellon. Running in the metro. Crap on the passage. Wander home.

Places I saw in Paris: Arc de Triomph, Champs d'Elysee, Louvre, Notre Dame, Peugeot Store, Mercedes store, Louis Vuitton Store. If you go to paris, you see famous landmarks and go shopping of course.

Started our day early and went to the top of the Arc de Triomph. It's a monument to all the French victories; most of which later turned out to be defeats. Walked down the Champs d'Elysee and ran into the Petit Palais and thought it was the Louvre. No, the Louvre is bigger. The Louvre is beautiful, ran through it and saw the Mona Lisa and the Venus de Milo, free student passes make going to the Louvre much less stressful. We got to see the Jardines and do what we wanted on our own time. No money spent means we can come and go as we please.

Met up with James and went back up the Champs d'Elysee (I really hope I am spelling that right, or for that matter anything French) and saw the stores. Totally worth it to find out that there are things money can buy, and if you don't have money (like me) then you can't buy those things. One enormous street of things I can't afford. But it was still cool.

And then we met with Piper (Skidmore, in Florence), Alicia (Skidmore, in Galway), and Claire (finally made it to Paris). We saw the Hotel de Ville. City hall. It was cool. Saw Notre Dame and I love flying buttresses. Did a little gift shopping but got nothing because junk still looks like junk even in Paris.

Then we met with Katie and Jess (both Skidmore in Paris). Everyone was so nice and friendly, plus that coalition of Skidmore kids was really nice. It's funny how a single school can unite us so well.

Freshened up, met at the Eiffel Tower. Went up it this time. It is a giant phallus sticking out of the center of Paris. And it's cool to climb it. There is a spotlight that rotates around the top of the tower and doesn't touch any points in the city except for the newest parts in the business district. Paris is a cute city with 6-8 floor apartments, there are few buildings higher than that.

Ate dinner, met with Alexa and Sligh (Skidmore in Paris) and Sligh's brother (in Bilbao, recent Emerson grad). Large group of Skidmore students equals fun on the same level. We got ridiculously loud and I felt like an obnoxious American. But it was ok because the Spanish are worse...

freshened up again. Drank in the plaza and I did my card trick thingy. It's actually a great icebreaker. Oh yeah, and before that, I got puked on. Some young, drunk, fashionable kid puked all over my shoes and a little on the rest of my clothes. A little frustrating but whatevs. At least it was me and not anyone else, I can't imagine anyone reacting super-well to that. Possibly could have ruined our night. Instead it didn't.

Decided to catch the last metro to go clubbing, but found that the metro was almost closed. We, all went home instead, that meant walking forty-five mins uphill to the hostel. No big deal. Before that we were running through the subway passage and there was a large pile of smeared crap on the floor. Paris is beautiful and clean but the Metro system is a bit on the dirty and old side of things.

Walked back to the hostel with Becca Comfort (Skidmore in Paris) and James and enjoyed the quiet Parisian streets. Got a crepe. Went to bed.