Paris... Paris...
I wrote this on March 7... read the 'more of Tokyo' post first if you're cronological...
Is it wrong that 2 days later I am still exhausted from that flight? Ergh, Paris is absolutely freezing – freezing I say, but I guess that's beside the point. If I'm talking about the weather that's got to be an indication of how little I've done since I got here right?
Halim picked me up from the airport, and we dumped my stuff at his place before heading out for some Indian food. Apparently this was a really bad idea because despite my incredible tiredness (I had been awake for about 30 hours after 4 hours sleep) I could not sleep! That korma was sure not Ramas! That may be too much information. hm. I think it was about 4 am Paris time before I got some sleep.
So needless to say I spent the next day (March 6 if you're counting) pretty much lazing around. In the evening I somehow mustered enough energy to go out. We got some sherwrma, (if in Little-Middle-East in Paris the sherwrma doesn't compare to the real Middle East then I dunno where it would, honestly, must have something to do with the fumes in the air, or something, ah oil residue makes the perfect kebab), yes there ain't nothing like a genuine, bonefide, Middle Eastern kebab. Ok enough day dreaming... it’s definitely dinner time here.
Anyway we headed out via the electronics store for an adapter (why do I feel like I've spent more time in electronics stores than ever before?!) to Montmartre (and why do I have no idea how that is spelt!?) to check out the view, and look at how the other half live (in some amazing apartments on top of the hill).
Then it was down the hill again, to walk through the red light district to the Moulin Rouge. (ha ha auto spell check changed it to Moulin Rogue – ha ha Rogue Windmill watch out!). I took obligatory photos and walked back in the freezing night air to the apartment to eat pasta and do nothing.
Today was also a nothing day the weather was so awful, I only managed to leave for long enough to return the adapter that I had bought yesterday – and which obviously didn't work –do you know how long it takes to exchange something in France, well, I'm going to blame the fact that it was France and not that fact that we didn't cover "returning useless electrical appliances" in French101.
Tomorrow I'm leaving the apartment for a hotel, and hopefully now my strength is returning, some sort of semblance of a regular day-schedule thing (if packing and jet-lag could be eliminated the world would be a better place).
Keep you posted!! I've got some nice touristry adventures to share from Notre Dame, Versaille and so on!
Love you, miss you!!
Xoxooxoooxoxox
Ingrid
Is it wrong that 2 days later I am still exhausted from that flight? Ergh, Paris is absolutely freezing – freezing I say, but I guess that's beside the point. If I'm talking about the weather that's got to be an indication of how little I've done since I got here right?
Halim picked me up from the airport, and we dumped my stuff at his place before heading out for some Indian food. Apparently this was a really bad idea because despite my incredible tiredness (I had been awake for about 30 hours after 4 hours sleep) I could not sleep! That korma was sure not Ramas! That may be too much information. hm. I think it was about 4 am Paris time before I got some sleep.
So needless to say I spent the next day (March 6 if you're counting) pretty much lazing around. In the evening I somehow mustered enough energy to go out. We got some sherwrma, (if in Little-Middle-East in Paris the sherwrma doesn't compare to the real Middle East then I dunno where it would, honestly, must have something to do with the fumes in the air, or something, ah oil residue makes the perfect kebab), yes there ain't nothing like a genuine, bonefide, Middle Eastern kebab. Ok enough day dreaming... it’s definitely dinner time here.
Anyway we headed out via the electronics store for an adapter (why do I feel like I've spent more time in electronics stores than ever before?!) to Montmartre (and why do I have no idea how that is spelt!?) to check out the view, and look at how the other half live (in some amazing apartments on top of the hill).
Then it was down the hill again, to walk through the red light district to the Moulin Rouge. (ha ha auto spell check changed it to Moulin Rogue – ha ha Rogue Windmill watch out!). I took obligatory photos and walked back in the freezing night air to the apartment to eat pasta and do nothing.
Today was also a nothing day the weather was so awful, I only managed to leave for long enough to return the adapter that I had bought yesterday – and which obviously didn't work –do you know how long it takes to exchange something in France, well, I'm going to blame the fact that it was France and not that fact that we didn't cover "returning useless electrical appliances" in French101.
Tomorrow I'm leaving the apartment for a hotel, and hopefully now my strength is returning, some sort of semblance of a regular day-schedule thing (if packing and jet-lag could be eliminated the world would be a better place).
Keep you posted!! I've got some nice touristry adventures to share from Notre Dame, Versaille and so on!
Love you, miss you!!
Xoxooxoooxoxox
Ingrid
posted by Ingrid @ 11:41 AM
1 Comments:
At 1:21 AM,
Ingrid said…
Ha Ha, I know luckily didn't book that brothel... turned out quite well actually! Though they misled me about the internet so now I'm at an internet café grrrr...
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