that was supposed to say "yeah baby" but the French keyboard is really messed up; the Q is an A, the W and Z are reversed, the M is where semi-colon normally is!! funny. Welcome to France.
Actually I am loving France so far, the people are WAY polite, don't listen to the stupid Americans that tell you otherwise. The French are only mean when they observe tourists being obnoxious and rude, which frankly in Paris is ALL the time. But when you're nice, they're nice, especially if you address them as 'Monsieur' or 'Madame' which is their custom.
Pictured above is one of a series of intentionally-blurred pictures i took of the Eiffel Tower at night. I love how it looks like a long, colorful dress.
The only thing I don't like is Paris is really overpriced (a normal restaurant dinner is about 100 € for 2), and that being said, I have to make this a short entry. The internet cafe I'm in is 5 euros an hour (most countries are 1 euro an hour) and they are blaring Phil Collins music which I can only take so much of.
so, quick udpate... Kate's dad is here now, we met him in Holland. Monday we just got to Paris just with enough time to see Notre Dame and take a boat tour of the city at night.
Yesterday we walked the Champs Elysses, around the outside of the Louvre (where I hear Matt Lauer was taping the Today Show too), and climbed to the top of the Arc de Triomphe (above). I have taken a ton of pictures, I think like 100 of Paris so far, and that's after deleting the bad ones!
The second day we spent a few hours in the morning at the Museum D'orsay which is so cool, it's a great collection of French artists and especially the Impressionists, it had tons of Monet, Manet, Pisarro, Renoir, Van Gogh, Gaughin, Cezanne, and my favorite thing was the beautiful ballerina pastels by Degas.
And...if walking all of Paris the first day wasn't exhausting enough, I hiked through a huge cemetary to find Jim Morrisson's grave, and it's NOT easy to find, let me tell you. If you come to visit, buy a good map of the cemetary and your hiking shoes. There's like 30,000 people buried there or something, lots of celebritites, and not well marked. When I got to the main gates, I realized I forgot to bring Jim a present - so I hiked down to the main street, past all the flower shops, found a liquor store, and picked him up a flask of whiskey (you can see it on the front right of this picture).
This was probably the day I most appreciated having an ipod again. I'm SO grateful for Jose letting me borrow all his music, although I am like SHOCKED that he has an even more diverse and bizaare collection of 80's and Oldies music than I do (he'll totally deny this) but like it includes Toto, A-ha, Right Said Fred, Duran Duran (Hungry Like the Wolf?!)... shall I continue? No I've embarassed him enough. But anyway, it was cool to listen to some obscure live Doors tracks while walking around the cemetery, and yes, the ipod still has some incredible psychic or supernatural powers, just believe me on this.
On our last day, we visited Montmartre (above), home of one of my favorite movies ever, Amelie. It was absolutely as adorable, charming, and photogenic as it is in the movie - although the Sacre Coure cathedral is surrounded by scummy African guys trying to put embrodered bracelets on your hand and then make you pay for it.
We enjoyed an unusually bright sunny afternoon in Montmartre though, and finished it with a dinner and a little live music inside Amelie's own restaurant, Le Deux Moulin (the 2 windmills) which is not cheezed up from the movie at all, it's actually probably exactly the same as it was before the movie made it famous, it was totally mellow and full of locals.
Pictured above right is me by the carousel that was in the movie. Love Montmartre.