Going back a little bit, I was recently in Paris for New Year's Eve. Yeah. After my amazingly awful trip back to France, Paris was a nice break. After arriving in Paris after midnight, i found out from Claire that our hotel had been upgraded. Originally we were supposed to be in Montmartre on the northside of Paris, but due to a booking conflict they moved us to another one of their hotels (beside the EIFFEL TOWER!!!)
So that's the view from our hotel window. My first night consisted of me passing out and waking up around 11 the next morning. Around 11, our canadian friend jessica came to the hotel and claire and i went out exploring. We saw all of the big sights, but didn't actually go in anywhere because i already had and claire didn't feel like waiting in line. I will say however that it is amazing that even though it's been 3 yrs since i was in Paris, there are still the same annoying men around the Eiffel Tower trying to sell the same annoying keychains. After sightseeing, claire and i were pretty much starving so we headed over to the latin quarter near notre dame to get some cheap dinner (def the cheapest place to eat in Paris). After dinner, we met back up with jess at the hotel to go grocery shopping for supplies for the night (really cheap sparkling wine, classy right?) In the process i realized that i left my pants i was planning on wearing out in the states, so of course that meant we had to go shopping. In case you're not familiar with french business hours, nothing is ever open, EVER. So it was a little difficult trying to find somewhere to buy decent jeans, but at last we succeeded and i highly recommend this store.
When we got back to the hotel we began the festivities, around 7ish. Let's just say that New Year's Eve is a time for excess. If you want to know more about the evenings activities just ask me, but i won't be going into details on here.
That being said, we slept in on New Year's Day and woke up around 2ish. We were all starving and didn't feel like walking anywhere, so i am ashamed to admit that we had lunch at the McDo's across the street from our luxurious 6 story hotel on the outskirts of Paris that didn't have an elevator and in which our room was on the top floor, not so cute. The rest of New Year's Day was spent in the hotel room with the lights off and curtains drawn watching movies and Will & Grace.
The next day we had to switch hotels again and met up with Jean. I really liked this hotel. It wasn't exceptionally nice, but it's location is what did it for me. This was directly across the street:
In case you don't know what this is, it's the Conservatoire Nationale Supérieure de Musique et de Danse de Paris. It just made me happy staying across the street from it. We were also across the street from the Cité de la Musique. This was where Jean, Claire and i had sushi. MMMM. It was the first time in more than a month and only the second time since i had been in France. Sad times i know.
Well, that pretty much gets us up to date with the Paris trip. I will have pics on facebook soon. As for now, I'm gonna try to get a little studying done, because I still have two more exams left, french linguistics on wed and italian on thurs.
ciao
1 comment:
I can't wait to here this liscentious tale of new years eve in gay paris.. ;-) oh. and i listened to the reconding you sent me of the tanisman suite.. it's nice; me likey. i have not found a recording of the sonatina. perhaps i will find one when i start my new job next week at wuot.. i still think you should program poulenc though. take care
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