Cambrai Paris

Today we saw the notre dame cathedral, grand palais, concorde place and walked along the champs-elysees. we had a yummy anniversary dinner at a small restaurant off of the champs-elysees. on our walk, we noticed the eiffel tower in some new celebratory colors so we might have to revisit. tomorrow is a long day at the louvre.

they told us at the ...

... dog poo related falls per year in Paris!

Anyway, when I arrived at the hostel Suze had just arrived and she jumped up and opened the door of the hostel for me. We were a bit silly and over excited for a while, but Suze was also jet lagged so we calmed down and got ourselves some dinner. We ordered omelettes at a cute cafe. We ordered in French. We were rather proud of ourselves, but the waiter just responded ...

... and we went in another. We finally figured out which way by asking another lady and when we go to the Catacombs there was a huge line. The guy who had asked us directions was just two people in front of us so I guess we found it about the same time. We waited in line for awhile and the people behind us were so loud and annoying, one of the ladies kept coughing on us and she had a terrible annoying laugh. We decided when we got in that we wanted to make sure we stayed far in ...

... needed to save the city from collapsing in on itself. They also needed to clear some areas of cemeteries, so they concecrated some quarries and started carting the bones down there. Some crazy a-hole thought it would be a great idea to start organizing the bones in an artistic manner, so people like myself, could get some sick kicks about seeing stacks of human remains. So I go down expecting to see bones everywhere. I ended ...

... chat about Molalla. Eventually we started nodding and we decided to sleep, which Marci did enjoy, I on the other hand couldn't fall asleep to save my life. Jan, as it turns out, snores like nothing I've ever heard before. I tossed and turned before finally turning on the light and reading and listening to my ipod for hours. I couldn't help but think of ways to subtly wake her up but pretend it wasn't me. I never did enact ...

... some steps and enter a great hall. At one time this room was at street level but with the passage of time and new construction the surrounding land was filled in and it now resides below street level. There are huge fireplaces down each wall for heating. Several 6 foot or taller people could stand in each one. At the far end of the hall are stairs going up to the cells for prisoners. We see a cell for the citizens, a cell for people with some money that has ...

... After our visit, we continued up the road, grabbed a sandwich from the boulongerie to the Rodin Museum and had a seat in the gardens facing his work, The Gates of Hell. The gardens were an easy walk and beautiful to stroll. The mansion that housed many of his works was full of light. The grace of his works made for a gentle and relaxing experience. He is famous for the Thinker which stands outside the front of the mansion ...

... L'Aiguille (2317m tall). From there I hiked down to Montenvers at super speed beating the estimated time of 2 hours 30 minutes by about 45 minutes. And at breakneck speed I only came close to dying once - tripping over a rock and almost falling down a cliff before grabbing onto the side of the mountain. I was a little disappointed I didn't see my life flash before my eyes like advertised but nonetheless relived I am still alive to tell it. I also probably ...

... Capital" such as Eisenstein was planning to do it until he got the interdiction by Stalin. The second film, humbly called "A History of Psychoanalysis" is meant to talk about the missed encounter, in 1932, between Sigmund Freund and Samuel Goldwyn, who was planning to ask the Austrian physician to write a film about psychoanalysis. By creating a frustration over two legendary projects that were never put to completion, Mark Lewis first pretends to watch cinema as an art form ...

Oh the French!!! We are just beginning Day 3 on our European adventure and we are loving everything about it, but do wish that the French would get off their throne and realize that speaking English is the wave of the future and they should learn it. Most people we have tried speaking to speak very little English and seem to dislike the thought of even trying. So Phil and I tried using our little French knowledge (we both studied spanish) to communicate, but it was ...