Atel Massena Paris

... I start worrying about omens.

Imagine my surprise then when I take my seat in the plane that just across the aisle from me, on my plane, is, yes, you guessed it, Jesus is on my flight! We'll be safe on this one too then, hopefully.

What is rather puzzling is that Jesus has his sick bag resting between his lap and the seat in front. Balanced on the top of the bag is a small black piece of cloth about 4cm across and circular. In ...

... After Gallaries Lafayette we decided we were getting hungry since it was 7.30pm ish, but we strolled back to the Place de La Concore..where we sat in the Gardens and watched the world go by yet again and then and headed down the Champs Elysee with a view to having something to eat on the Champs.
The Champs walk was longer than I expected and the feet were hurting and the hungries past to beyond hungry and we didnt really find any where we wanted to eat, there was ...

... sääliksi käy lähinnä tenavia. Toinen suosittu kerjäysmenetelmä on maata kadulla koiranpentujen kanssa. Pitäisiköhän ostaa joku kerta koiranruokapurkkeja ja pudottaa niitä kolikkoastiaan? Pariisissa on monissa paikoissa oma vakiokerjäläinen. Itselläni kyseessä on kyynärsauvoilla liikkuva mieshenkilö, joka seisoo uskollisesti joka lauantai kymmenisen tuntia ostoskeskuksen edessä. Olen yleensä antanut hänelle parisen euroa, menk ...

... multiple pockets across the chest, so in one pocket on my right side is my passports, my money belt is in the centre of my chest, and the hearing aid box is on my left side (over my heart), so if I get shot somewhere in Europe, I should be able to survive, although if my hearing aid box is a bit small for the pocket so it might shift over, if that happens then I might be screwed. Or if I get shot multiple times... but don't tell her that.

... onto the Metro with mum and dad's suitcases, it was even packed at that time of the night, and were in quite bad, tired moods by the time we got to our hotel. I flopped onto my bed and fell promptly to sleep. The next day we decided we would just go wandering around to get our bearings. Had coffee at a cafe overlooking an intersection in the Latin Quarter (it is quite amusing how all of the tables are positioned towards the ...

... walked down down down, and passed up the Jamaicans who wanted to sell us what appeared to be yet-to-be-made friendship bracelets. One particularly aggressive one figured out (somehow) that we were Americans and tried to speak English to us but could only come up with "Don't Worry Be Happy Mon" which did totally crack me up on the inside. Next we took the train over to the Trocadero to see the views we had been aiming for the night before ...

... of white lights. we took pictures from the park at the base of the tower. i guess it took 50 rock climbers 5 months to scale the tower and put up all the lights for the little shows each night. at the base of the tower, in between the 4 legs is a giant rugby ball floating like a blimp since the Rugby World Cup is in France this year. we walked back along the river, seeing all the monuments, museums, train stations, and such of Paris all lit up along ...

... or two when one pulled up. The ride was quick and inexpensive (7.80 euros). The driver kept telling me he could take me to the airport for 30 euros (I read it was closer to 50-60 euros) and I could tell he was angry I only wanted a ride to the train station. In any case, I told him I already had my pre-paid bus ticket. We arrived at Gare de Lyon just as the Air France bus pulled up for its 9:30am departure. I ...

... like adults do and then went to a concert. Into concert and we had sit down tickets but managed to get onto the floor in the mosh pit area, well i wouldn't really call it a mosh pit as they are pretty mellow at concerts over here but Adam tried his hardest to get it really rocking. But one advantage they have over here is they have beer stalls on the floor next to mosh pit so this was very handy. The concert was quite good although i have been bagging Adam all week ...

... hours south of Paris in the small town of Argenton, or actually a smaller town outside of Argenton, called Badecon le Pin, where Seb and his wife Ariane live and work as English teachers. It´s a very quiet, scenic place, popular with the English for second homes and to live. We enjoyed having a few days to rest and take in the fresh air of the countryside! We also spent a couple of nights in Paris, with Seb´s brother Fabian ...