Continuing on from the night before...
I wake myself up at 1 p.m. because even though I desperately want to sleep, I know that I have to get up and meet up with Susie, Grace, and Libby who are touring the city. I quickly got ready and met them on the Champs-Elysees. They had previously went up the Arc de Triomphe which was something I didn't miss out on b/c I had done that the weekend before with Ali.
We walked down the Champs and headed towards the Eiffel Tower. The route was such: ARC-Champs-Eiffel Tower-Louvre-Notre Dame. All are in good proximity to each other but still it requires a whole lotta walking. We walked across the famous bridge Pont Alexander which has gold statues and the best view of the Seine and Paris. After that, we ended up making our way towards the Musee de l'Armee which has a massive golden dome. There are long fields of grass leading to it where a bunch of guys play football. I wanted to be different, and decided it would be more fun to do cartwheels.
Past the Musee, we walked down the streets leading up to the Eiffel Tower. We wanted to reenact a scene from the very famous Mary-Kate and Ashley teen flick "Passport to Paris", so we found a Boulangerie where we bought two of the biggest baguettes ever! When we arrived to the Eiffel, there were a lot of people out. It was a beautiful day, the sun was out, and the weather was just right.
We began to snap a couple pics when this random guy came up to us and goes, "Umm, excuse me, but I have a very random question. Where did you get those baguettes? I have been wanting one all day!" Well we weren't going to give ours up.. we had to take important MK and A pics! So we pointed where it was... hope he found it. Baguettes are to die for! We snapped the famous pics of us using our baguettes as swords and fighting... MK and A would be so proud! But, it was more important what we snapped next..
So our whole goal with Susie coming to Paris was to take a pic of Libby, Susie, and I Eiffel-Towering Susie. I cant explain what it is, you just have to know. We position ourselves directly in front of the tower and BOOM! History is made! Meanwhile this is happening, there are these Arab tourists snapping the same pics we are taking of us. So weird.. and they are thinking we are hilarious. Little do they know what we are doing.. Damn Americans!
We ate the entire two baguettes afterwards and then headed towards the Louvre. We had to stop a couple of times tho. Our feet were hating us. We reached the Jardin de Tuileries that is one of the entrances to the Louvre. It's a massive park with statues, large fountains and mini restaurants. There was a large fountain with these lounging chairs circling it. Tons of people were sitting in them and we spotted four with our names on them! We relaxed for 5 mins and just watched people pass by. It's so amazing that you can just go to a park and sit there. There are so many people out too, so we fit right in the Parisien lifestyle. I'm definitely going to do this a lot when its really warm!
We finally reached the entrance to the Louvre, and Libby and I parted ways with Susie and Grace. They wanted to go inside the Louvre to see mostly the Mona Lisa. Libby and I have already done this, so we said we would go back and wait for them. After the Louvre, they planned on going to mass at the Notre Dame. Susie just HAD to because she goes to Notre Dame in the States so why not go to church in the actual cathederal! Libby and I also had to decline.
When they finally got back, Libby, Jor, Kelly B, Susie, and Grace all went out. I opted out because I was really tired and not in the mood to party. I felt kinda bad, but I figured the other girls had it under control.
They got back at 3 a.m. and woke me up! Susie and I spooned in my bed and in the morning Grace and Susie woke up to go to Versailles for the day. I would have gone, but I have a tour there with my program later in the semester.
All in all, Susie's visit was fun! I am going to London to see her in a week with Libby and Susie's planning out an entire agenda of things for us to do! I'm so excited and can't wait for this week to be over! The coming weekend I go to Provence with my program for the weekend and then I have a winter break from my school. During that time, I go to London with Libby for 4 days! SOOOOO stoked! London bridges are coming down!
mercredi 24 février 2010
Jour 46- Suzical Arrives from London!
Another week of school has passed by.. same old shit. Now it's Friday night (Feb 19th) and Susie Carlsen, one of my bff's from high school, is visiting from London. Talk about playing hostess for two weekends in a row. Shit is tiring! You know I'm dreading the touring during the day...
Suze doesn't arrive until 9:30 a.m. Now prior to Susie coming to Paris, we talked a bunch about how excited we were to see each other and frolick about Paris. Never once did she mention where she was staying. I knew that she was coming with her friend, but I figured with it never being mentioned, she was most likely staying in a hostel... or so you'd think..
She calls me after she gets off the metro stop nearby me and I can see her approaching the front door of my dorm with her friend, Grace. As we are screaming from Jordan's window how excited we are, I notice that Susie and her friend have giant backpacks on their backs. OK PERFECT. So I guess they are staying with me after all?!? Where the hell am I going to sleep? Probably Kelly B's again.
Libby and I run down to get them and scream obnoxiously loud when we hug. Total girl stuff. We go up to Jordan's room and they quickly get ready so we can start the night off early. It wasn't going to be a crazy night. Susie wanted it to be low-key because she didn't want to be hungover and unproductive the next day. Puh-lease, I have mastered the art of productivity! We all go out with some of the G-tech guys and go to this bar off of Luxembourg metro stop. The place was pretty chill. I wasn't feelin it that much tho. It was just your standard bar. I wanted to show Susie a real good time, so we left and walked to the Notre Dame area where Azzam knew of this Scottish bar that was open til 5 a.m. I know Susie wanted a calm night, but when in Paris, you got to go big!
We walked what seemed forever, and passed this area where every corner had a pita place! You should have seen these pitas! Not only did they make our mouths water, but they had fries in them! Oh my god! France has everything a girl could want! We didn't stop tho, we figured we would get them on our way home..depending on when that would be.
We get to the bar and Libby, Susie, and Grace decide they are going to head home. Party-poopers. Kelly B, Jor, Azzam, Ryan, and I decided to stay at the bar because we were having a good time. Some other G-tech guys ended up showing up and we partyed until 4 a.m. After, we decided to go to some of the G-tech guys apartment in the Moulin Rouge area to hang out until the RER metro opened up at 5:30a.m. Getting Jordan to leave was once again a struggle, but funny. While we were all hanging out at a table in the bar, she's up at the bar by herself hanging out with a bunch of random dudes. When we tried to leave, she thought it would be okay to go home with some English guy she just met. She's just too friendly! We finally got her to come, but she ended up going home in a cab and not joining us. Ohhh Jor you're a character!
After hanging out at the guys apartment, the four of us took the good ole Noctilian bus to the metro stop that would connect us back directly to the Cite. Oh there's just something about the Noctilian.. creeps the hell outta me, and takes forever to get home, but there's always funny stories to be remembered! Also, Kelly B and I are always the one's taking both the metro and bus home early in the morning, so at least I got my wingman!
Kel and I got home and I spooned with her in my bed from 8:30a.m. to 1 p.m. Aren't I such a nice friend?! I gave up MY bed so that Susie and Grace could sleep in it. Damn, I better go to heaven!
Suze doesn't arrive until 9:30 a.m. Now prior to Susie coming to Paris, we talked a bunch about how excited we were to see each other and frolick about Paris. Never once did she mention where she was staying. I knew that she was coming with her friend, but I figured with it never being mentioned, she was most likely staying in a hostel... or so you'd think..
She calls me after she gets off the metro stop nearby me and I can see her approaching the front door of my dorm with her friend, Grace. As we are screaming from Jordan's window how excited we are, I notice that Susie and her friend have giant backpacks on their backs. OK PERFECT. So I guess they are staying with me after all?!? Where the hell am I going to sleep? Probably Kelly B's again.
Libby and I run down to get them and scream obnoxiously loud when we hug. Total girl stuff. We go up to Jordan's room and they quickly get ready so we can start the night off early. It wasn't going to be a crazy night. Susie wanted it to be low-key because she didn't want to be hungover and unproductive the next day. Puh-lease, I have mastered the art of productivity! We all go out with some of the G-tech guys and go to this bar off of Luxembourg metro stop. The place was pretty chill. I wasn't feelin it that much tho. It was just your standard bar. I wanted to show Susie a real good time, so we left and walked to the Notre Dame area where Azzam knew of this Scottish bar that was open til 5 a.m. I know Susie wanted a calm night, but when in Paris, you got to go big!
We walked what seemed forever, and passed this area where every corner had a pita place! You should have seen these pitas! Not only did they make our mouths water, but they had fries in them! Oh my god! France has everything a girl could want! We didn't stop tho, we figured we would get them on our way home..depending on when that would be.
We get to the bar and Libby, Susie, and Grace decide they are going to head home. Party-poopers. Kelly B, Jor, Azzam, Ryan, and I decided to stay at the bar because we were having a good time. Some other G-tech guys ended up showing up and we partyed until 4 a.m. After, we decided to go to some of the G-tech guys apartment in the Moulin Rouge area to hang out until the RER metro opened up at 5:30a.m. Getting Jordan to leave was once again a struggle, but funny. While we were all hanging out at a table in the bar, she's up at the bar by herself hanging out with a bunch of random dudes. When we tried to leave, she thought it would be okay to go home with some English guy she just met. She's just too friendly! We finally got her to come, but she ended up going home in a cab and not joining us. Ohhh Jor you're a character!
After hanging out at the guys apartment, the four of us took the good ole Noctilian bus to the metro stop that would connect us back directly to the Cite. Oh there's just something about the Noctilian.. creeps the hell outta me, and takes forever to get home, but there's always funny stories to be remembered! Also, Kelly B and I are always the one's taking both the metro and bus home early in the morning, so at least I got my wingman!
Kel and I got home and I spooned with her in my bed from 8:30a.m. to 1 p.m. Aren't I such a nice friend?! I gave up MY bed so that Susie and Grace could sleep in it. Damn, I better go to heaven!
Jour 41- Valentine's Day in Paris!
Sunday.. Funday...
It's good ole St. Valendoom's Day as I like to refer to it when I am single and hating everyone else with a lover. Not only am I single, but to make matters worse, I am celebrating it in the City of Love. Just peachy! The good thing about holidays in Europe is that that you aren't even aware that its a holiday until the actual day arrives. There's no prior month-long decorations, candy, cards, etc. on the supermarket shelves for all to see like in the States. Honestly, I totally forgot about Valentine's Day until it was Feb 14th.
I am proud of myself, though. Instead of staying cooped up in my room all day so I don't have to see any signs of love, Ali, Libby, Kelly B, and I took Ali on more tours.
We started off at the Notre Dame. Our plan was to go up the steps and get a great view of the city, but unfortunately the stairs were closed. So instead, we snapped a couple of pics and cruised around the area. There were so many people out too! I was amazed!
After that, we got on the metro and headed up to Montmartre area and the Sacre Coeur. The art square (Place Tertre) was open so I was happy I got to show Ali how artsy and fun this district is. Plus, it was a beautiful day! The previous days were crappy and cold. We walked around, went inside the church.. the usual sha-bang.
After all this roaming, I had to get back home. I was dead tired and extremely worn out. Kelly B, Ali, and I headed back to the Cite to make Valentine's Day dinner for us single folk. It was a perfect idea. We made bruschetta and pasta with grilled veggies. We listened to music and had a grand ole time. The funny thing is, with all the partying and walking around during the day, you would think that I would have passed out right away after dinner. Nope! We all packed into Kelly's room and watched "The Sweetest Thing" until 2 a.m.! A perfect chick flick and great way to end an epic weekend!
The next day Ali left. All in all, I'd say I showed him a pretty damn good time, while having a blast myself. My plan is to visit him during my spring break in April, and he's going to show me alllll what Barcelona has to offer. I don't care how hungover he is the next day. If I got up for him, he's getting up for me!
Signing off to an EPIC weekend!
It's good ole St. Valendoom's Day as I like to refer to it when I am single and hating everyone else with a lover. Not only am I single, but to make matters worse, I am celebrating it in the City of Love. Just peachy! The good thing about holidays in Europe is that that you aren't even aware that its a holiday until the actual day arrives. There's no prior month-long decorations, candy, cards, etc. on the supermarket shelves for all to see like in the States. Honestly, I totally forgot about Valentine's Day until it was Feb 14th.
I am proud of myself, though. Instead of staying cooped up in my room all day so I don't have to see any signs of love, Ali, Libby, Kelly B, and I took Ali on more tours.
We started off at the Notre Dame. Our plan was to go up the steps and get a great view of the city, but unfortunately the stairs were closed. So instead, we snapped a couple of pics and cruised around the area. There were so many people out too! I was amazed!
After that, we got on the metro and headed up to Montmartre area and the Sacre Coeur. The art square (Place Tertre) was open so I was happy I got to show Ali how artsy and fun this district is. Plus, it was a beautiful day! The previous days were crappy and cold. We walked around, went inside the church.. the usual sha-bang.
After all this roaming, I had to get back home. I was dead tired and extremely worn out. Kelly B, Ali, and I headed back to the Cite to make Valentine's Day dinner for us single folk. It was a perfect idea. We made bruschetta and pasta with grilled veggies. We listened to music and had a grand ole time. The funny thing is, with all the partying and walking around during the day, you would think that I would have passed out right away after dinner. Nope! We all packed into Kelly's room and watched "The Sweetest Thing" until 2 a.m.! A perfect chick flick and great way to end an epic weekend!
The next day Ali left. All in all, I'd say I showed him a pretty damn good time, while having a blast myself. My plan is to visit him during my spring break in April, and he's going to show me alllll what Barcelona has to offer. I don't care how hungover he is the next day. If I got up for him, he's getting up for me!
Signing off to an EPIC weekend!
dimanche 21 février 2010
Jour 40- Epic Day and Night 3
In the past 48 hours, I've gotten about 15 hours of sleep. The only reason I got up and ready for the day on Saturday was because I knew Ali would be on his way to stay with me at the Cite and would want to go running around.
He texted me at 11 a.m. saying that he'd be here at 2. I couldn't say no, go F yourself, so I got up and got myself looking decent for the day. When he arrived Kelly and I left to go take him out. Kel is one hell of a trooper because her and Jor didn't get home until really early in the morning. Jor was suffering from a severe hang-over as usual so she didn't join us. Oh, for the love of alc!
We decide to go to the Arc de Triomphe. I've seen it before, but I've always wanted to go up it! It consists of 283 steps, but that wasn't going to stop me from getting one of the best views of Paris. We get on the metro and get off at Charles de Gaulle Etoile. We exit and bee-line it straight for the Arc.
There are tons of people out. Its also a beautiful night. We begin to go up the steps and I am literally dying of a lack of oxygen. A) of all the stairs were in a circle as we climbed them, and B) I didn't realize how many there were. Ali is just running up them like its no big deal. We finally get to the top and are snapping a ton of photos. We took the typical "tourist" pic where it looks like I'm holding the Eiffel Tour from afar. Typical tourists.
After thats over, we walk down the Champs-Elysees for a while. We ended up going to Monoprix to get some alc and make the standard Ksig shooter shots that Kel and I have been missing for so long.
After that we got home and began to get ready. It was just us girls and Ali that were going out tonight. First, we went down to the basement to pre-game. Our friend Canon (G Tech boy) was celebrating his 22nd bday, so they bought a bunch of beer and we decided to play a massive game of flip cup. It was really funny because when we first got down there, there was some weird -ass art festival going on in the bment. I literally walked in the room and there were frenchies holding up paper-macheted masks to their faces. Not exactly a party if you ask me. As we start playing, all the frenchies are staring at us like we are retarded. They just don't understand why we are so loud (cuz we're Americans!) and what we are doing to these poor cups (American sport). It was funny and a great way to start off the night. lLus, we played girls vs boys, and girls kicked ass, as usual.
After, we decided to go out in the Chatelet area because it has been pretty poppin in the past few nights. The first bar we went to was the Hideout. It was the only bar that we could semi-fit in because there was a huge rugby match between France and Irteand so everyone and their momma was out. All the pubs, bars, restaurants were packed. We were in there for a while and Ali and I just ran around discovering the place. Libby, Jor and Kel stayed at the bar ordering drinks..damn alcoholics. The bar wasn't that fun, and I didn't have any money on me, so Ali and I left to go get money out of a nearby ATM. While we are out, Ali and I decided to venture and find another fun bar. We find this bar called the Guinness bar and it has a DJ spinning a bunch of fun jams. We stay inside just the two of us for a while and there are a bunch of drunken French people just dancing and having a good time. Definitely feeling the vibe!
On all of the walls, people have taken a highlighter or marker and written their names on it. Ali asks one of the bartenders if we can borrow a marker and he jumps on a stool and writes Kelly and Ali rule. That will be on the wall forever! Meanwhile, I ask the DJ to play "We Will Rock You" by Queen. Side note: the frenchies LOVE Queen. When we first walked in they were all dancing to it, so I figured we should keep it going. He turns it on and I got a bunch of frenchies to bang on the stools and walls with us screaming WE WILL, WE WILL ROCK YOU! It was hilarious! We had to go get the others and save them from the lack of fun at the other bar.
We bring them over and its just a hot mess all night at the bar. I met some Irish folks who were dressed up in Leprechaun costumes. I even took one of the guys' hats and beard and put it on myself! It was hilarious! We danced around and were at the bar until really late...like 4 a.m. BUT WE WEREN'T DONE YET! Plus, Ali decided to steal an entire bottle of Absolut while the bartenders weren't looking. BADASS!
I mentioned the night before that Kel and Jor had went to a few bars after I had left. We decided to go to one of them b/c it was open until 5 a.m. We get there and it's closed but they let us in because they "know" Jordan. It's literally just us and all the workers..the cooks, the bar owner and the bartenders. We are just hanging out, getting free drinks, no big deal.
Around 5:30 a.m. Ali wanted to get back. Everyone left and Ali and I stayed back to get Jor to leave. She was busy behind the bar making drinks and running around with her head cut off. Finally we get her to leave and take the metro home. Gotta love those early morning metro rides! We finally get home and its like 7 in the morning. I didn't go to bed until 11:30 a.m. because I was up with Kel making food and wiredddd. Finally I went to bed, but that didn't last too long because I had more site-seeing to do! Shoooott meeeeeeeee!
He texted me at 11 a.m. saying that he'd be here at 2. I couldn't say no, go F yourself, so I got up and got myself looking decent for the day. When he arrived Kelly and I left to go take him out. Kel is one hell of a trooper because her and Jor didn't get home until really early in the morning. Jor was suffering from a severe hang-over as usual so she didn't join us. Oh, for the love of alc!
We decide to go to the Arc de Triomphe. I've seen it before, but I've always wanted to go up it! It consists of 283 steps, but that wasn't going to stop me from getting one of the best views of Paris. We get on the metro and get off at Charles de Gaulle Etoile. We exit and bee-line it straight for the Arc.
There are tons of people out. Its also a beautiful night. We begin to go up the steps and I am literally dying of a lack of oxygen. A) of all the stairs were in a circle as we climbed them, and B) I didn't realize how many there were. Ali is just running up them like its no big deal. We finally get to the top and are snapping a ton of photos. We took the typical "tourist" pic where it looks like I'm holding the Eiffel Tour from afar. Typical tourists.
After thats over, we walk down the Champs-Elysees for a while. We ended up going to Monoprix to get some alc and make the standard Ksig shooter shots that Kel and I have been missing for so long.
After that we got home and began to get ready. It was just us girls and Ali that were going out tonight. First, we went down to the basement to pre-game. Our friend Canon (G Tech boy) was celebrating his 22nd bday, so they bought a bunch of beer and we decided to play a massive game of flip cup. It was really funny because when we first got down there, there was some weird -ass art festival going on in the bment. I literally walked in the room and there were frenchies holding up paper-macheted masks to their faces. Not exactly a party if you ask me. As we start playing, all the frenchies are staring at us like we are retarded. They just don't understand why we are so loud (cuz we're Americans!) and what we are doing to these poor cups (American sport). It was funny and a great way to start off the night. lLus, we played girls vs boys, and girls kicked ass, as usual.
After, we decided to go out in the Chatelet area because it has been pretty poppin in the past few nights. The first bar we went to was the Hideout. It was the only bar that we could semi-fit in because there was a huge rugby match between France and Irteand so everyone and their momma was out. All the pubs, bars, restaurants were packed. We were in there for a while and Ali and I just ran around discovering the place. Libby, Jor and Kel stayed at the bar ordering drinks..damn alcoholics. The bar wasn't that fun, and I didn't have any money on me, so Ali and I left to go get money out of a nearby ATM. While we are out, Ali and I decided to venture and find another fun bar. We find this bar called the Guinness bar and it has a DJ spinning a bunch of fun jams. We stay inside just the two of us for a while and there are a bunch of drunken French people just dancing and having a good time. Definitely feeling the vibe!
On all of the walls, people have taken a highlighter or marker and written their names on it. Ali asks one of the bartenders if we can borrow a marker and he jumps on a stool and writes Kelly and Ali rule. That will be on the wall forever! Meanwhile, I ask the DJ to play "We Will Rock You" by Queen. Side note: the frenchies LOVE Queen. When we first walked in they were all dancing to it, so I figured we should keep it going. He turns it on and I got a bunch of frenchies to bang on the stools and walls with us screaming WE WILL, WE WILL ROCK YOU! It was hilarious! We had to go get the others and save them from the lack of fun at the other bar.
We bring them over and its just a hot mess all night at the bar. I met some Irish folks who were dressed up in Leprechaun costumes. I even took one of the guys' hats and beard and put it on myself! It was hilarious! We danced around and were at the bar until really late...like 4 a.m. BUT WE WEREN'T DONE YET! Plus, Ali decided to steal an entire bottle of Absolut while the bartenders weren't looking. BADASS!
I mentioned the night before that Kel and Jor had went to a few bars after I had left. We decided to go to one of them b/c it was open until 5 a.m. We get there and it's closed but they let us in because they "know" Jordan. It's literally just us and all the workers..the cooks, the bar owner and the bartenders. We are just hanging out, getting free drinks, no big deal.
Around 5:30 a.m. Ali wanted to get back. Everyone left and Ali and I stayed back to get Jor to leave. She was busy behind the bar making drinks and running around with her head cut off. Finally we get her to leave and take the metro home. Gotta love those early morning metro rides! We finally get home and its like 7 in the morning. I didn't go to bed until 11:30 a.m. because I was up with Kel making food and wiredddd. Finally I went to bed, but that didn't last too long because I had more site-seeing to do! Shoooott meeeeeeeee!
Jour 39- Epic Night 2- ALI arrives
Thursday night was by far unforgettable. I'm glad it turned out as it did or it would have not been an epic night.
On Friday, I was supposed to go to my French class, but Jordan and I didn't make it. Our heads were killing, we didn't know if we were going to get any credit for taking it, and hell-no do I want to take a Friday class, so we opted out. We just laid in bed all day recuperating for the night ahead.
Next thing you know it's EPIC night 2 and my friend Ali is on his way! He wasn't planning on going out, but I made him feel bad by telling him that because he's in Paris, it is imperative that he go out with us. He calls us to tell us he's outside the Cite and Kelly and I bolt down the stairs to get him. Mind you, I'm in heels and running extremely fast. We open the front doors and start screaming as we run towards him down some stairs. I'm retarded, and full on trip and fall at the foot of the steps! It was quite possibly the funniest moment ever, and Ali captured it all in a photo. It's now my profile pic.
After 5 mins laughing at my retardedness, we brought him upstairs, introduced him to our buddies and then we all left. It was the usual crew, us chickas and the U of Chicago boys. Only this time the Georgia Tech guys didn't join us because of last night's events that went awry. I don't know how we are going to all ever hang out again?!
So we all decide we are going to go out to bars in the Latin Quarter, or we should say the guys plan this. We leave it up to them to do all the planning, and that's a bad idea. As we are on the metro, we are passing a bunch of stops and I turn to Clay and I ask him where we get off. He looks at me puzzled, like I should know the answer. WHAT! This nice lady overhears us and tells us that the stop we are at now is it, and to get off! But, we couldn't get everyone off in time so we missed it. Typical. We ended up getting off at Chatelet and having a metro party. I say this because we all ran around the metro trying to figure out where to get off and where to go. We were lost. We decide that we should just go back to the bar that we went to the other night: N'importe Quoi.
We get there and it is PACKED. The guys were not feeling this at all, and within 30 mins Clay, Zo and Dex decide to go get McDonalds. I REFUSE to eat McDonalds while I am here. So they are gone and it's us girls, Ali, Joe and Nick hangin out. An hour later, Ali decides to go because he's tired and has been running around all day. So now its down to us girls, Joe and Nick. We just cruised around the bar all night until it closed at 2.
Then, as we were planning on going to another bar, we all get sidetracked and are walking down the street when Kel and Jor get distracted by these 2 guys closing up The Gap store. We are trying to get them to come with us, but its no use. I decide that I'm tired, so I just get in a cab with Joe and Nick.
Kel and Jor stayed out until the weee hours of the morning. I believe they ended up going to a gay bar called the Banana Bar and another ran bar where Jor met her new bf named Oleg. Sounds French right? I figured it was a good call to go home so that I'd be up to take Ali around the town all day tomorrow. Another night out completed!
On Friday, I was supposed to go to my French class, but Jordan and I didn't make it. Our heads were killing, we didn't know if we were going to get any credit for taking it, and hell-no do I want to take a Friday class, so we opted out. We just laid in bed all day recuperating for the night ahead.
Next thing you know it's EPIC night 2 and my friend Ali is on his way! He wasn't planning on going out, but I made him feel bad by telling him that because he's in Paris, it is imperative that he go out with us. He calls us to tell us he's outside the Cite and Kelly and I bolt down the stairs to get him. Mind you, I'm in heels and running extremely fast. We open the front doors and start screaming as we run towards him down some stairs. I'm retarded, and full on trip and fall at the foot of the steps! It was quite possibly the funniest moment ever, and Ali captured it all in a photo. It's now my profile pic.
After 5 mins laughing at my retardedness, we brought him upstairs, introduced him to our buddies and then we all left. It was the usual crew, us chickas and the U of Chicago boys. Only this time the Georgia Tech guys didn't join us because of last night's events that went awry. I don't know how we are going to all ever hang out again?!
So we all decide we are going to go out to bars in the Latin Quarter, or we should say the guys plan this. We leave it up to them to do all the planning, and that's a bad idea. As we are on the metro, we are passing a bunch of stops and I turn to Clay and I ask him where we get off. He looks at me puzzled, like I should know the answer. WHAT! This nice lady overhears us and tells us that the stop we are at now is it, and to get off! But, we couldn't get everyone off in time so we missed it. Typical. We ended up getting off at Chatelet and having a metro party. I say this because we all ran around the metro trying to figure out where to get off and where to go. We were lost. We decide that we should just go back to the bar that we went to the other night: N'importe Quoi.
We get there and it is PACKED. The guys were not feeling this at all, and within 30 mins Clay, Zo and Dex decide to go get McDonalds. I REFUSE to eat McDonalds while I am here. So they are gone and it's us girls, Ali, Joe and Nick hangin out. An hour later, Ali decides to go because he's tired and has been running around all day. So now its down to us girls, Joe and Nick. We just cruised around the bar all night until it closed at 2.
Then, as we were planning on going to another bar, we all get sidetracked and are walking down the street when Kel and Jor get distracted by these 2 guys closing up The Gap store. We are trying to get them to come with us, but its no use. I decide that I'm tired, so I just get in a cab with Joe and Nick.
Kel and Jor stayed out until the weee hours of the morning. I believe they ended up going to a gay bar called the Banana Bar and another ran bar where Jor met her new bf named Oleg. Sounds French right? I figured it was a good call to go home so that I'd be up to take Ali around the town all day tomorrow. Another night out completed!
vendredi 19 février 2010
Jour 38- Epic Night 1
After my class let out at 5 on Thursday, I went home and began to plan Epic night 1. Just to note, by Epic I mean going out every night this weekend and staying out until the wee hours of the manana. We were going to round up as many people as possible and go anywhere and everywhere.
After getting ready, Jordan, Kelly, Libby and I pre-gamed a bit and then went over to the U of Chicago boys room to discuss our plans. We all didn't know where to go, so we left it up to Joe to make it happen. He was out already finishing up his weekly French conversation meetings, and recommended that we all meet him at this bar he was at. We had nothing planned, so we just went with that.
We met Joe in Chatelet metro stop and he took us to this bar called N'importe Quoi. I don't know what that means. The cool thing about the bar was that it had these tiny disco ball red and green lights that filled the room. It was pretty trippy. I would look at everyone's faces and they would have have these tiny dots on them. The bar was pretty cool tho, I took these weird caramel vodka flavored shooter shots and met the standard creepy/but cool French men. Always spittin my French game.
Meanwhile, as the night is wearing down, I'm hanging out with Libby and I notice she is extremely intoxicated. I'm talking the famous Libby drunk. I can already see where this is going. The bar is nearing closing time (2a.m.) so I decide to round up the troops so we can go to another bar. Our numbers have dwindled tho. Dex apparently passed out in the bar and was kicked out and went home an hour into being there. I didn't know this, but found that out when I was trying to find him. Everyone else is there, but pretty drunk. I bring Libby outside and tell her to wait by the door. She is wobbling and then takes a seat on the floor outside by the door. The bouncer thinks this is hysterical. After I get everyone to leave, the guys start hopping on vespas parked outside the bar and taking photos thinking that they are SO funny. The bouncer does not think is funny and tells us to get moving.
Moving wasn't easy, at least for Libby. She couldn't function at this point, so I took it upon myself to walk her down the road to the next place. It was a funny mess. She was talking in her typical drunken baby Libby voice and wobbling. Like she was taking her first steps. Meanwhile, Zo is running across the street back and forth taking obnoxious pictures that aren't going to turn out. It's a struggle keeping every one together.
We get to this next bar that is open til 4 a.m. and plays live music. Everyone got in except for Libby. I figured this would happen. We were trying to tell her to compose herself and not speak a word when entering the bar, but that's like trying to tell a baby not to cry. She didn't get in, so Jordan and Zo took her back home. Everyone else got in and we grabbed a couple beers and listened to this band play covers of King's of Leon, Counting Crows, etc.
It was a great night... until the bar closed. So the lights turn on and the bouncers are telling everyone to get movin. Everyone makes it to the door, minus Joe. He thought it a good idea minutes before the bar closed to buy a beer. When the bouncer told him to leave, he replied back that he just wanted to finish his beer. He told the bouncer that three times and finally the bouncer had enough. He picks up Joe by the jacket and escorts him out the door. It's like a scene out of a movie that you never thought was possible.
He's thrown out the bar and Canon makes a snide remark about how dumb he is. This pisses off Joe, and they start fighting. Canon has Joe in a choke hold and Clay runs after them and punches Canon. They are fighting back and forth and Kelly and I try and calm them. Its no use so we decide to start walking in the other direction so that they'll notice and stop fighting. It didn't work. Finally the police come because they are making so much noise, and Canon says they are just messing around.
They tell us to leave because we r making too much noise. We all get in 2 separate cabs and go home. It was the funniest night ever, and the best beginning to an Epic weekend. You would think it was stressful, but no, everything was hysterical.
After getting ready, Jordan, Kelly, Libby and I pre-gamed a bit and then went over to the U of Chicago boys room to discuss our plans. We all didn't know where to go, so we left it up to Joe to make it happen. He was out already finishing up his weekly French conversation meetings, and recommended that we all meet him at this bar he was at. We had nothing planned, so we just went with that.
We met Joe in Chatelet metro stop and he took us to this bar called N'importe Quoi. I don't know what that means. The cool thing about the bar was that it had these tiny disco ball red and green lights that filled the room. It was pretty trippy. I would look at everyone's faces and they would have have these tiny dots on them. The bar was pretty cool tho, I took these weird caramel vodka flavored shooter shots and met the standard creepy/but cool French men. Always spittin my French game.
Meanwhile, as the night is wearing down, I'm hanging out with Libby and I notice she is extremely intoxicated. I'm talking the famous Libby drunk. I can already see where this is going. The bar is nearing closing time (2a.m.) so I decide to round up the troops so we can go to another bar. Our numbers have dwindled tho. Dex apparently passed out in the bar and was kicked out and went home an hour into being there. I didn't know this, but found that out when I was trying to find him. Everyone else is there, but pretty drunk. I bring Libby outside and tell her to wait by the door. She is wobbling and then takes a seat on the floor outside by the door. The bouncer thinks this is hysterical. After I get everyone to leave, the guys start hopping on vespas parked outside the bar and taking photos thinking that they are SO funny. The bouncer does not think is funny and tells us to get moving.
Moving wasn't easy, at least for Libby. She couldn't function at this point, so I took it upon myself to walk her down the road to the next place. It was a funny mess. She was talking in her typical drunken baby Libby voice and wobbling. Like she was taking her first steps. Meanwhile, Zo is running across the street back and forth taking obnoxious pictures that aren't going to turn out. It's a struggle keeping every one together.
We get to this next bar that is open til 4 a.m. and plays live music. Everyone got in except for Libby. I figured this would happen. We were trying to tell her to compose herself and not speak a word when entering the bar, but that's like trying to tell a baby not to cry. She didn't get in, so Jordan and Zo took her back home. Everyone else got in and we grabbed a couple beers and listened to this band play covers of King's of Leon, Counting Crows, etc.
It was a great night... until the bar closed. So the lights turn on and the bouncers are telling everyone to get movin. Everyone makes it to the door, minus Joe. He thought it a good idea minutes before the bar closed to buy a beer. When the bouncer told him to leave, he replied back that he just wanted to finish his beer. He told the bouncer that three times and finally the bouncer had enough. He picks up Joe by the jacket and escorts him out the door. It's like a scene out of a movie that you never thought was possible.
He's thrown out the bar and Canon makes a snide remark about how dumb he is. This pisses off Joe, and they start fighting. Canon has Joe in a choke hold and Clay runs after them and punches Canon. They are fighting back and forth and Kelly and I try and calm them. Its no use so we decide to start walking in the other direction so that they'll notice and stop fighting. It didn't work. Finally the police come because they are making so much noise, and Canon says they are just messing around.
They tell us to leave because we r making too much noise. We all get in 2 separate cabs and go home. It was the funniest night ever, and the best beginning to an Epic weekend. You would think it was stressful, but no, everything was hysterical.
lundi 15 février 2010
Jour 34-38 Some Catching Up To Do.. Beginnings of an EPIC weekend
Sunday: another lazy Sunday to add on to my belt. I slept in, made food, watched 3 episodes of True Blood on my computer and hung out with the gals. A positive of the day was that it was the Superbowl in the states. Unfortunately, there is a time difference, and instead of it airing at 3pm eastern time, it was scheduled to air here at 12:30 a.m.
Jordan, Kelly and I wanted to do something for it because we are Americans and we gotta live it up. We wanted to go to a bar that was going to air the game, but there are only a few. We researched a few, but when it got down to it, we just didn't feel like going out. There were too many cons... I didn't want to party, it would be crowded, the metro would close and we'd have to take a taxi home. I was lazy and feeling cheap.
Therefore, Jordan and I decided to stay in (Kelly went to a bar cuz she's crazy) and we were going to wait it out. Besides, the basement of our dorms has a t.v. so we figured we go down there early to get prime seating. While time is passing, Jordan is making a t-shirt in support of the Colts. Out of nowhere she becomes this die-hard fan and is obsessed with Peyton Manning. I don't know where it came from. So she makes two horseshoes, tapes them on her breasts and draws black eyeliner on her face saying "go colts". What a weirdo.
30 minutes before the game starts, our friend Azaam comes in our room and informs us that the basement is packed. There is literally no room available. Well that's not good, cuz I'm not about to sit on the floor. I start getting a negative vibe and decide I don't care to watch the Superbowl anyways. It wouldn't be over till 2 anyways, and I don't care for either team, blah blah blah yadddah yaddah .
So I decide fo-get about it! and I go to bed.
Monday-Thursday: consisted mostly of going to class for the second week and securing my seat in all my classes. It's a battle for seats in international classes. While the week is passing, Jordan, Kelly and I start planning an EPIC weekend with Clay and the guys. We haven't partyed with them in a long time, and this is the last weekend before they have their break. We wanted to go out with a bang, so we decided we were going to go out every night, stay out late, and have fun.
We'll see if we live up to these expectations. Also Ali, my guy friend from SDSU who is studying in Barcelona, arrives and I need to take him out and show him a good time. So much to do, I better get my rest now!
Jordan, Kelly and I wanted to do something for it because we are Americans and we gotta live it up. We wanted to go to a bar that was going to air the game, but there are only a few. We researched a few, but when it got down to it, we just didn't feel like going out. There were too many cons... I didn't want to party, it would be crowded, the metro would close and we'd have to take a taxi home. I was lazy and feeling cheap.
Therefore, Jordan and I decided to stay in (Kelly went to a bar cuz she's crazy) and we were going to wait it out. Besides, the basement of our dorms has a t.v. so we figured we go down there early to get prime seating. While time is passing, Jordan is making a t-shirt in support of the Colts. Out of nowhere she becomes this die-hard fan and is obsessed with Peyton Manning. I don't know where it came from. So she makes two horseshoes, tapes them on her breasts and draws black eyeliner on her face saying "go colts". What a weirdo.
30 minutes before the game starts, our friend Azaam comes in our room and informs us that the basement is packed. There is literally no room available. Well that's not good, cuz I'm not about to sit on the floor. I start getting a negative vibe and decide I don't care to watch the Superbowl anyways. It wouldn't be over till 2 anyways, and I don't care for either team, blah blah blah yadddah yaddah .
So I decide fo-get about it! and I go to bed.
Monday-Thursday: consisted mostly of going to class for the second week and securing my seat in all my classes. It's a battle for seats in international classes. While the week is passing, Jordan, Kelly and I start planning an EPIC weekend with Clay and the guys. We haven't partyed with them in a long time, and this is the last weekend before they have their break. We wanted to go out with a bang, so we decided we were going to go out every night, stay out late, and have fun.
We'll see if we live up to these expectations. Also Ali, my guy friend from SDSU who is studying in Barcelona, arrives and I need to take him out and show him a good time. So much to do, I better get my rest now!
dimanche 7 février 2010
Jour 32-33 American Diner Hangover and the Catacombs
Friday was dreadful.
First off, I didnt go to bed until 8:30 a.m. as I had previously told you. Secondly, when I was awoken only 3 hours later by Libby and Jordan, they wanted to go get food at their favorite place in the entire world... an american diner in france. Typical. I was feeling like shit, but I was hungry, so I opted to go.
Not a good idea because when you have a lack of sleep and are hung over, the last thing you should do is walk about town and eat greasy food. I ordered a cheeseburger which was ok. If in the states, i would of much rather had a REAL cheeseburger from Steak N Shake or something. It just didnt hit the spot, and I thought I was going to vomit the entire time. After, we went back home and Libby and I passed out from 3 to 7. We didnt do much of anything Friday night. I could not go out, nor could anyone else for that matter so we went to the grocery store, ate dinner, and screwed around all night on our computers.
Saturday. Jordan, Libby, and I decided to wake up really early in the morning to go visit the Catacombs which are only a metro stop above us. I've been wanting to do this because it sounds so cool. The Catacombs are an underground network of tunnels dating from the 1700s where millions of bones are located. They are from cemeteries all over France that were dug up and put down there because of problems with the land and coffins/graves rising from the ground. Thus, they put the bones all down there and created a massive cemetery out of it. Also, there are bones of the deceased from the French Revolution. It's definitely a must-see.
We got there at 10 a.m. and cruised along the long tunnel ways. You definitely cannot be taller than 6 ft because the ceiling of the passage ways are not tall. After descending 180-something stairs below ground and walking through long passage ways, we get to the entrance of the bones. There are walls of bones built with femurs, tibias, fibias, skulls, etc. Name a bone and it was there. Creepy, but neat because they made like artistic motifs with the bones. Jordan, Libby and I didnt take it seriously though, and at times picked up bones and played with them. There were times i'd pick up a femur and pretend to beat jordan with it, or take the head of a skull and place it on mine. Weird, no way! We had sanitary gel with us anyway. We were there for about an hour and a half and then left to do some vintage shopping.
We went to the Hotel de Ville area and hit up 3 vintage stores. I ended up finding nothing, and this is because all of the stores have clothes thrown around the room everywhere. Its impossible to find anything! We were over it quickly and just headed back to the FEU in time to get ready for the Cirque d'Hiver.
In our program, API bought all the students tickets to the famous Cirque d'Hiver. It is a year-round circus act that is very famous in Paris. It's much like Barnum and Bailey. We got there late of course, but the layout of the building resembles that of a circus tent. The building is circular with 3 floors for people to sit. In the middle is a massive ring where the performers act. To the side is a band stand where dancers will perform and they will play random 90s tunes. There was every act you could think of: contorsionists, trapeze artists, gypsies, llamas, lions, goats, horses, dancers, etc. All acts typical of a circus. I really liked it. It was a amazing what people can do with their bodies! There were these two girls that were ripped and one girl could balance the other on her head and walking up a ladder! Some crazy shit! Of course, we got cotton candy while we were there. We had to fit the part!
After 2 hours, we all went home and didn't do anything. We were really exhausted from our long day and just wanted to hung out. Paris can be very tiring on the body! There's just too much to do!
First off, I didnt go to bed until 8:30 a.m. as I had previously told you. Secondly, when I was awoken only 3 hours later by Libby and Jordan, they wanted to go get food at their favorite place in the entire world... an american diner in france. Typical. I was feeling like shit, but I was hungry, so I opted to go.
Not a good idea because when you have a lack of sleep and are hung over, the last thing you should do is walk about town and eat greasy food. I ordered a cheeseburger which was ok. If in the states, i would of much rather had a REAL cheeseburger from Steak N Shake or something. It just didnt hit the spot, and I thought I was going to vomit the entire time. After, we went back home and Libby and I passed out from 3 to 7. We didnt do much of anything Friday night. I could not go out, nor could anyone else for that matter so we went to the grocery store, ate dinner, and screwed around all night on our computers.
Saturday. Jordan, Libby, and I decided to wake up really early in the morning to go visit the Catacombs which are only a metro stop above us. I've been wanting to do this because it sounds so cool. The Catacombs are an underground network of tunnels dating from the 1700s where millions of bones are located. They are from cemeteries all over France that were dug up and put down there because of problems with the land and coffins/graves rising from the ground. Thus, they put the bones all down there and created a massive cemetery out of it. Also, there are bones of the deceased from the French Revolution. It's definitely a must-see.
We got there at 10 a.m. and cruised along the long tunnel ways. You definitely cannot be taller than 6 ft because the ceiling of the passage ways are not tall. After descending 180-something stairs below ground and walking through long passage ways, we get to the entrance of the bones. There are walls of bones built with femurs, tibias, fibias, skulls, etc. Name a bone and it was there. Creepy, but neat because they made like artistic motifs with the bones. Jordan, Libby and I didnt take it seriously though, and at times picked up bones and played with them. There were times i'd pick up a femur and pretend to beat jordan with it, or take the head of a skull and place it on mine. Weird, no way! We had sanitary gel with us anyway. We were there for about an hour and a half and then left to do some vintage shopping.
We went to the Hotel de Ville area and hit up 3 vintage stores. I ended up finding nothing, and this is because all of the stores have clothes thrown around the room everywhere. Its impossible to find anything! We were over it quickly and just headed back to the FEU in time to get ready for the Cirque d'Hiver.
In our program, API bought all the students tickets to the famous Cirque d'Hiver. It is a year-round circus act that is very famous in Paris. It's much like Barnum and Bailey. We got there late of course, but the layout of the building resembles that of a circus tent. The building is circular with 3 floors for people to sit. In the middle is a massive ring where the performers act. To the side is a band stand where dancers will perform and they will play random 90s tunes. There was every act you could think of: contorsionists, trapeze artists, gypsies, llamas, lions, goats, horses, dancers, etc. All acts typical of a circus. I really liked it. It was a amazing what people can do with their bodies! There were these two girls that were ripped and one girl could balance the other on her head and walking up a ladder! Some crazy shit! Of course, we got cotton candy while we were there. We had to fit the part!
After 2 hours, we all went home and didn't do anything. We were really exhausted from our long day and just wanted to hung out. Paris can be very tiring on the body! There's just too much to do!
Jour 31- Social Club
After class on Thursday, API was making dinner for all the students. Whenever there is free food, I cannot pass that up. So, Kylie and I went to API where they were serving Raclette and a French movie. Raclette consists of cooked red potatoes, meats (ham and sausages) with melted Raclette cheese on top. It was very good. Also while there, I was able to meet a bunch of new people from La Sorbonne school who had just arrived the previous weekend. They were all pretty nice.
Kylie and I were surfing the Web on the computers trying to find places to go out that night. We've been wanting to go to a club for a while now, and we stumbled upon this one called Social Club. Many people we have met have gone there. It's a place where kids mostly my age (both French and international) go to dance, etc. It was a special night too because they were having a special DJ perform- DJ Sidney Samson- whom Kylie liked and said was very good. That sealed the deal.
We didn't go out until 12:30 because the club didn't open until 11p.m. All my API friends plus the Georgia Tech guys went out.
The beginning of the night was the funniest. First, it took us FOREVER to get to our location because Kylie, who took the role of tour guide, made us go around in circles on the metro. But, if it wasn't for her, we wouldn't have meet the craziest performer ever on one of the buses. When we entered one of the trains, there was this guy who had an old school Casio keyboard and a bunch of dolls next to him. Once the train took off, he started playing the keyboard, singing "la la la" over and over, and dancing with the dolls. On top of that, he was wearing a Disneyland-esque hat with mickey mouse and a bunch of other characters on it, some crazy floral pants, and gloves that had little dolls glued on to each finger. He was very entertaining JUST to look at. He was dancing with these dolls, a superman figure, a naked girl doll, and weird green figure, and I took it upon myself to join in. I grabbed one of his dolls and we were dancing together in the metro. Everyone was laughing at us and all the people on the bus were watching us. People took many pictures and videos. It paid off for the man though because some very generous French guy gave the performer 5 euros! Haha he can thank me for that!
Next, it was club time. Of course, when you have a massive drunken group, people tend to split up. In the beginning, only Joy, Kylie, Azaam (g-tech guy) and some other API girls got into the club. As for me and Azaam, we had to put up a little fight at first. When it was my turn to show the guy my ID he asked me how I was doing and I wasn't paying attention. He repeated the question and I was like, "Oh sorry, I'm good you?" and he replied "Non!" I didn't know what I did to piss him off, but he wouldn't let me and my friend Azaam in the club. I stood there and was like, (in French) "Umm, I'm sorry but why am I not allowed in?" I showed them my Dauphine student ID and they just ignored me. Finally, my friend Azaam stepped up and was like why are you giving her a hard time. Then, they let us in. Azaam says they wouldn't let us in bc they thought we were drunk tourists.. (second time I've gotten this). I think it was just because we were Americans and I wasn't paying attention to the bouncer at first. Whatever.
We got in and the place was really cool. There were lounges, a bar, a smoking room (the French love/have to smoke) and a dance floor where there is a stage for the DJ to play. I was with Azaam for a while running around/trying to get a hold of Jordan, Libby, Kelly, and Canon who ran off to use the restroom God knows where before we went to the club. After an hour and a half into the club, they arrived and Kelly and I pretty much were wingmen all night,.
We danced a lot in the front right by the dance floor and got a couple of guys to buy us drinks. After our 3rd time back and forth from the dance floor to the bar, we were finally stationed at the front of the DJ stage when I noticed the guy next to the DJ staring at Kelly and I. Then this girl comes up to Kelly and asks her if we want to go backstage to hang out with the DJ's. We couldn't pass that up! We got wrist bands and literally all night (1-5:30 a.m.) partied in the DJ's box with the DJ and his manager. We felt pretty cool. After the DJ was done spinning, they invited Kelly and I to their hotel room to hang out. We were already out late, and the metro was closed, so we figured why not. We went back and hung out in their hotel room all night. It was really fun. We kept getting in trouble though because we were too loud. Finally, around 6:30 a.m. (we are all still up!) Kelly and I decide to leave and go home. It was perfect because the metro was opening up then, so there was no need to pay for transportation. We looked haggard though. Imagine us a little tipsy running through the metro along with all the French people going to work. What a scene, but I'm an expert at directions and there was no problem going home!
When we got home, we ran to Jordan's room (she was somehow up to bc she called us when we were at the hotel) and we told her all about our cool night. They left the club at 3 so they didn't get to have as much fun as we did! Finally, I went to bed at 8:30 a.m. I was exhausted, but had probably the best night of my life thus far!
Au Revoir
Kylie and I were surfing the Web on the computers trying to find places to go out that night. We've been wanting to go to a club for a while now, and we stumbled upon this one called Social Club. Many people we have met have gone there. It's a place where kids mostly my age (both French and international) go to dance, etc. It was a special night too because they were having a special DJ perform- DJ Sidney Samson- whom Kylie liked and said was very good. That sealed the deal.
We didn't go out until 12:30 because the club didn't open until 11p.m. All my API friends plus the Georgia Tech guys went out.
The beginning of the night was the funniest. First, it took us FOREVER to get to our location because Kylie, who took the role of tour guide, made us go around in circles on the metro. But, if it wasn't for her, we wouldn't have meet the craziest performer ever on one of the buses. When we entered one of the trains, there was this guy who had an old school Casio keyboard and a bunch of dolls next to him. Once the train took off, he started playing the keyboard, singing "la la la" over and over, and dancing with the dolls. On top of that, he was wearing a Disneyland-esque hat with mickey mouse and a bunch of other characters on it, some crazy floral pants, and gloves that had little dolls glued on to each finger. He was very entertaining JUST to look at. He was dancing with these dolls, a superman figure, a naked girl doll, and weird green figure, and I took it upon myself to join in. I grabbed one of his dolls and we were dancing together in the metro. Everyone was laughing at us and all the people on the bus were watching us. People took many pictures and videos. It paid off for the man though because some very generous French guy gave the performer 5 euros! Haha he can thank me for that!
Next, it was club time. Of course, when you have a massive drunken group, people tend to split up. In the beginning, only Joy, Kylie, Azaam (g-tech guy) and some other API girls got into the club. As for me and Azaam, we had to put up a little fight at first. When it was my turn to show the guy my ID he asked me how I was doing and I wasn't paying attention. He repeated the question and I was like, "Oh sorry, I'm good you?" and he replied "Non!" I didn't know what I did to piss him off, but he wouldn't let me and my friend Azaam in the club. I stood there and was like, (in French) "Umm, I'm sorry but why am I not allowed in?" I showed them my Dauphine student ID and they just ignored me. Finally, my friend Azaam stepped up and was like why are you giving her a hard time. Then, they let us in. Azaam says they wouldn't let us in bc they thought we were drunk tourists.. (second time I've gotten this). I think it was just because we were Americans and I wasn't paying attention to the bouncer at first. Whatever.
We got in and the place was really cool. There were lounges, a bar, a smoking room (the French love/have to smoke) and a dance floor where there is a stage for the DJ to play. I was with Azaam for a while running around/trying to get a hold of Jordan, Libby, Kelly, and Canon who ran off to use the restroom God knows where before we went to the club. After an hour and a half into the club, they arrived and Kelly and I pretty much were wingmen all night,.
We danced a lot in the front right by the dance floor and got a couple of guys to buy us drinks. After our 3rd time back and forth from the dance floor to the bar, we were finally stationed at the front of the DJ stage when I noticed the guy next to the DJ staring at Kelly and I. Then this girl comes up to Kelly and asks her if we want to go backstage to hang out with the DJ's. We couldn't pass that up! We got wrist bands and literally all night (1-5:30 a.m.) partied in the DJ's box with the DJ and his manager. We felt pretty cool. After the DJ was done spinning, they invited Kelly and I to their hotel room to hang out. We were already out late, and the metro was closed, so we figured why not. We went back and hung out in their hotel room all night. It was really fun. We kept getting in trouble though because we were too loud. Finally, around 6:30 a.m. (we are all still up!) Kelly and I decide to leave and go home. It was perfect because the metro was opening up then, so there was no need to pay for transportation. We looked haggard though. Imagine us a little tipsy running through the metro along with all the French people going to work. What a scene, but I'm an expert at directions and there was no problem going home!
When we got home, we ran to Jordan's room (she was somehow up to bc she called us when we were at the hotel) and we told her all about our cool night. They left the club at 3 so they didn't get to have as much fun as we did! Finally, I went to bed at 8:30 a.m. I was exhausted, but had probably the best night of my life thus far!
Au Revoir
Jour 28-31 First week of classes (in English)
Bonjour!
So this past week was my first week of school at Dauphine! On Monday, Jordan and I got up extra early just so that we would get to class in time to find the classroom and get some grub. It was our first day of French class with Prof. Baptiste (our hot professor from last week's Stage). The class is called Paris, Cite des arts (city of arts) and it's supposed to be very interesting because half of the class is taught within the classroom about art, literature, French culture etc., and the rest is taught outside where we go on little excursions throughout the city. That's pretty sweet.
We got to school 30 mins early, only to find out that the French class didn't start till NEXT Monday the 8th. That was not cool. I thank Kylie for this. We called her to meet up beforehand and she was like, "Uh, it's not till next week". We felt like losers.
So basically it was a great start to the week of school. I went to my classes on all the other days.. Tuesday is Cross Cultural Barriers (in English) from 5:45-8:15. There, we talk about stereotypes between countries and the teacher welcomes a lot of debates so that should be interesting what all of us international students think about each other. Wednesday morning is Pop Art (in English) from 8:30 a.m.(ouch)- 11:45 where we learn about music and pop culture, and Thursday is International Business Ethics (in English) from 1:45-5. My dad will appreciate that I am taking this class "because it looks good on my resume." They all only meet once a week and they are all 3 and a half hours long but i'd rather have it this way.
Next week, February 8th, I start my two French courses, Paris city des Arts (in French) Monday from 1:45-5 and Comprendre le Francais and rencontre le Francais (understanding the French and meeting them) on Tuesday and Friday from 12-1:30. Not a bad schedule. Even though it's on Fridays, its only for an hour and a half. I can handle that.
More to talk about classes once I have a FULL week next week!
So this past week was my first week of school at Dauphine! On Monday, Jordan and I got up extra early just so that we would get to class in time to find the classroom and get some grub. It was our first day of French class with Prof. Baptiste (our hot professor from last week's Stage). The class is called Paris, Cite des arts (city of arts) and it's supposed to be very interesting because half of the class is taught within the classroom about art, literature, French culture etc., and the rest is taught outside where we go on little excursions throughout the city. That's pretty sweet.
We got to school 30 mins early, only to find out that the French class didn't start till NEXT Monday the 8th. That was not cool. I thank Kylie for this. We called her to meet up beforehand and she was like, "Uh, it's not till next week". We felt like losers.
So basically it was a great start to the week of school. I went to my classes on all the other days.. Tuesday is Cross Cultural Barriers (in English) from 5:45-8:15. There, we talk about stereotypes between countries and the teacher welcomes a lot of debates so that should be interesting what all of us international students think about each other. Wednesday morning is Pop Art (in English) from 8:30 a.m.(ouch)- 11:45 where we learn about music and pop culture, and Thursday is International Business Ethics (in English) from 1:45-5. My dad will appreciate that I am taking this class "because it looks good on my resume." They all only meet once a week and they are all 3 and a half hours long but i'd rather have it this way.
Next week, February 8th, I start my two French courses, Paris city des Arts (in French) Monday from 1:45-5 and Comprendre le Francais and rencontre le Francais (understanding the French and meeting them) on Tuesday and Friday from 12-1:30. Not a bad schedule. Even though it's on Fridays, its only for an hour and a half. I can handle that.
More to talk about classes once I have a FULL week next week!
lundi 1 février 2010
Jour 25-27 -- What a crazy weekend
Bonjour tout le monde (everyone)
Its been a while since I last blogged. I decided not to blog about every day during that week because it consisted mostly of me waking up, going to my Stage, coming home and sleeping and/or eating and then going to Stage the next day. To be honest, it wasn't that bad. I'm making it sound like it was Hell, but really it wasn't. Well, friday I was really tired, but I was happy it was over with. My teacher told me I could move up a level. Thats good, considering I could have taught the class the basics; but I'm even more happy b/c I get to be in my hot Professeur Baptiste's class! Yes! Now I get to stare at him for 3 hours every Monday! We'll see how it goes! It is now Monday and I thought I'd recap the weekend's events
Thursday night: It started off extremely slow. Jordan, Joy, Eric (kid from U of Chicago) Kylie, and these two guys who play soccer at Stanford and I didn't end up going out until 11:45 which I consider a waste of the night because the Metro closes at 1:30 a.m. and that's the only free method of transport. We ended up going out anyways, to that usual Bastille bars. We went to his bar called the Hideout and it was really cool. I talked french to a couple of people, met some cool girls who live right down the hallway from me, and then met this older guy from Ghana who supposedly can get us into clubs. I don't know, I was sketched out at first, but Jordan took the reins and was feeling it.. as she always is after a bottle of wine to herself.
Joy and I mostly were running around together all night, this is because after drinking, I tend to want to only speak french and therefore think I'm from France, and Joy speaks really good french, so we only converse with french people. We did that all the way until it was time to go. Joy and I left together so I didn't know about the rest of the nights events with the others.
Friday: Well, it turns out that when Jordan and I met up in the morning for Stage she tells me that she lost her phone and her metro pass last night. Once upon a drunken night in Paris. This would only happen to Jordan. So all morning she had to jump through the metro passes with me. It was funny when we went to API. Jordan had to tell Anne-marie that she didn't have a phone, and she wasn't too pleased. She just gave her that fatigued look like.. oh dear Jordan. She gave her a temporary one in the meantime. As for the phone.. who knows. Friday night we went to this bar called Le Syphax which was located all the way up north in East Bumblefuck. The George tech boys, Standford guys, Joy, Jordan, Libby and I all went up there to meet some other friends. The bar was super crowded bc it's one of the cheapest bars in the city. Joy and I quickly made friends tho. We ended up sitting in a booth with these two french guys and talking to them all evening. All our friends thought we were weird. I was having this long conversation with this guy about how Americans are fun and are misunderstood by the french. Who knows if I even knew what I was talking about, but it made for good a convo. Joy and I once again left the bar early to go to this french party where our friend Morgan was, but we ended up just going home bc the metro would be closed not too much later. This is where the drama all begins again.
So its like 3:30 am.. and I get a call from an unknown number. I pick up and it's Ryan (one of the Standford boys) he says that he and Jordan were taking the metro home together, she went to go pee, and he couldn't find her. I start freaking out bc I cant get a hold of her bc she lost her phone the previous night. I end up calling everyone iI know, getting up and knocking on people's doors, and freaking out until 30 mins later when she skypes me and simply replies "bonjour". COME ON! She almost gave me a heart attack. She claims she lost Ryan and that she just took the metro home herself. Not cool, gotta keep an eye out on each other here. The metro is very safe tho at all hours bc theres so many people out. Thank god she made it home alive! I am dreading having kids bc of all the stress!
Saturday: I wanted to be productive with my life, so Joy, Libby and I decided to go to Monmartre during the day. We walked all the way up the hill to the art district where painters have a square where they do caricatures, drawings, and paintings. Such a cool area. There were various paintings I wanted, including one for 380 euros, but I had to decline. After, Libby got ice cream (standard) we went to some souvenir shops (like I need more) and we went to the top of Monmarte hill where the Sacre Coeur bascilica is, and it looks out over the entire city. Saturday's are happening days. There were people playing music..bands performing.. and even dancers performing. People were sitting on the steps in the sun watching all these artists. I had a lot of fun. It's a real fun place to spend your day. After, we went and got crepes, and went back home. It was the perfect day..sunny for the most part!
At night the Georgia tech boys, the new API arrivers including Kelly and all of us usual girls went out to the bars in Bastille. We bar hopped for a while and when we returned that's when it was the most hilarious. So in the metro, we are sitting there and this kids hops on with two razor scooters in his hands. I ask him why he has two and he tells me that one's his and the other he got for his gf. I asked if he bought it and she shrugged. Then I go, so you stole it right? I didn't get a straight answer, but we continued to harass/talk to the kid the entire metro ride. He was about 15 years old. We were talking to the kid so much, and riding his scooter in the train, that he missed his stop! He ended up just getting off at our metro stop and thats where I proceeded to take his gf's scooter and ride it along the sidewalk. Of course I have balance issues, and as I'm approaching the FEU, I go to stop and completely wipe out! I'm talking crash! Canon (Georgia tech boy) and Kelly come running to my rescue laughing their asses off. I, myself, am too. We wished the kid farewell and then went upstairs. This is where Libby steps in with the "Blowy".
Two days ago Libby bought a blow up bed to keep in my room for when she sleeps over. It's a good idea, and she can use it when her brother and friends visit. She's so drunk, she proceeds to try and blow it up. It got so funny that she took the foot pump, put it in her mouth, and our friend Jeremy started blowing her up. She was so funny. Such a sight to see when all my friends are drunk. It was a fun evening with all the gang. Nights are never dull here.
Sunday: Not much of anything. I put up all my pictures all day; Libby, Jordan, Kelly and I ordered 44 euros worth of Pizza Hut and I went to bed. All in a days work. Tomorrow starts school so finally I remember what I traveled her to do--study abroad.
Au Revoir!
Its been a while since I last blogged. I decided not to blog about every day during that week because it consisted mostly of me waking up, going to my Stage, coming home and sleeping and/or eating and then going to Stage the next day. To be honest, it wasn't that bad. I'm making it sound like it was Hell, but really it wasn't. Well, friday I was really tired, but I was happy it was over with. My teacher told me I could move up a level. Thats good, considering I could have taught the class the basics; but I'm even more happy b/c I get to be in my hot Professeur Baptiste's class! Yes! Now I get to stare at him for 3 hours every Monday! We'll see how it goes! It is now Monday and I thought I'd recap the weekend's events
Thursday night: It started off extremely slow. Jordan, Joy, Eric (kid from U of Chicago) Kylie, and these two guys who play soccer at Stanford and I didn't end up going out until 11:45 which I consider a waste of the night because the Metro closes at 1:30 a.m. and that's the only free method of transport. We ended up going out anyways, to that usual Bastille bars. We went to his bar called the Hideout and it was really cool. I talked french to a couple of people, met some cool girls who live right down the hallway from me, and then met this older guy from Ghana who supposedly can get us into clubs. I don't know, I was sketched out at first, but Jordan took the reins and was feeling it.. as she always is after a bottle of wine to herself.
Joy and I mostly were running around together all night, this is because after drinking, I tend to want to only speak french and therefore think I'm from France, and Joy speaks really good french, so we only converse with french people. We did that all the way until it was time to go. Joy and I left together so I didn't know about the rest of the nights events with the others.
Friday: Well, it turns out that when Jordan and I met up in the morning for Stage she tells me that she lost her phone and her metro pass last night. Once upon a drunken night in Paris. This would only happen to Jordan. So all morning she had to jump through the metro passes with me. It was funny when we went to API. Jordan had to tell Anne-marie that she didn't have a phone, and she wasn't too pleased. She just gave her that fatigued look like.. oh dear Jordan. She gave her a temporary one in the meantime. As for the phone.. who knows. Friday night we went to this bar called Le Syphax which was located all the way up north in East Bumblefuck. The George tech boys, Standford guys, Joy, Jordan, Libby and I all went up there to meet some other friends. The bar was super crowded bc it's one of the cheapest bars in the city. Joy and I quickly made friends tho. We ended up sitting in a booth with these two french guys and talking to them all evening. All our friends thought we were weird. I was having this long conversation with this guy about how Americans are fun and are misunderstood by the french. Who knows if I even knew what I was talking about, but it made for good a convo. Joy and I once again left the bar early to go to this french party where our friend Morgan was, but we ended up just going home bc the metro would be closed not too much later. This is where the drama all begins again.
So its like 3:30 am.. and I get a call from an unknown number. I pick up and it's Ryan (one of the Standford boys) he says that he and Jordan were taking the metro home together, she went to go pee, and he couldn't find her. I start freaking out bc I cant get a hold of her bc she lost her phone the previous night. I end up calling everyone iI know, getting up and knocking on people's doors, and freaking out until 30 mins later when she skypes me and simply replies "bonjour". COME ON! She almost gave me a heart attack. She claims she lost Ryan and that she just took the metro home herself. Not cool, gotta keep an eye out on each other here. The metro is very safe tho at all hours bc theres so many people out. Thank god she made it home alive! I am dreading having kids bc of all the stress!
Saturday: I wanted to be productive with my life, so Joy, Libby and I decided to go to Monmartre during the day. We walked all the way up the hill to the art district where painters have a square where they do caricatures, drawings, and paintings. Such a cool area. There were various paintings I wanted, including one for 380 euros, but I had to decline. After, Libby got ice cream (standard) we went to some souvenir shops (like I need more) and we went to the top of Monmarte hill where the Sacre Coeur bascilica is, and it looks out over the entire city. Saturday's are happening days. There were people playing music..bands performing.. and even dancers performing. People were sitting on the steps in the sun watching all these artists. I had a lot of fun. It's a real fun place to spend your day. After, we went and got crepes, and went back home. It was the perfect day..sunny for the most part!
At night the Georgia tech boys, the new API arrivers including Kelly and all of us usual girls went out to the bars in Bastille. We bar hopped for a while and when we returned that's when it was the most hilarious. So in the metro, we are sitting there and this kids hops on with two razor scooters in his hands. I ask him why he has two and he tells me that one's his and the other he got for his gf. I asked if he bought it and she shrugged. Then I go, so you stole it right? I didn't get a straight answer, but we continued to harass/talk to the kid the entire metro ride. He was about 15 years old. We were talking to the kid so much, and riding his scooter in the train, that he missed his stop! He ended up just getting off at our metro stop and thats where I proceeded to take his gf's scooter and ride it along the sidewalk. Of course I have balance issues, and as I'm approaching the FEU, I go to stop and completely wipe out! I'm talking crash! Canon (Georgia tech boy) and Kelly come running to my rescue laughing their asses off. I, myself, am too. We wished the kid farewell and then went upstairs. This is where Libby steps in with the "Blowy".
Two days ago Libby bought a blow up bed to keep in my room for when she sleeps over. It's a good idea, and she can use it when her brother and friends visit. She's so drunk, she proceeds to try and blow it up. It got so funny that she took the foot pump, put it in her mouth, and our friend Jeremy started blowing her up. She was so funny. Such a sight to see when all my friends are drunk. It was a fun evening with all the gang. Nights are never dull here.
Sunday: Not much of anything. I put up all my pictures all day; Libby, Jordan, Kelly and I ordered 44 euros worth of Pizza Hut and I went to bed. All in a days work. Tomorrow starts school so finally I remember what I traveled her to do--study abroad.
Au Revoir!
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