Tales from a week in Paris: Part 2

These are all the girls! :D

Mel, Brooke, Amy, Me, Avery

Day 3: 
We went to Luxembourg Gardens on the second day and then did some much needed shopping in Paris! :D I didn't get much, but I did get a neat pair of owl earrings and an owl ring, but that is pretty much it. After some much needed shopping and lunch we went to Rue de Rossie (in the gay/Jewish part of Paris) for some cool vintage store shopping! I love vintage stores, but these vintage stores were CRAZY! There were so many people pumped into a small area and I could not enjoy the stores at all! After shopping we went back to the hostel and got ready for a night out at Mix Club. Okay, Mix Club was crazy because there were so many people in the club and it was so hot. The men in this club did not get the hint when we did not want to dance with them. We had to shove them off of us to get then to stop groping us...I had so many men grab my ass and boobs. I was not impressed with the Parisian men because they were kind of assholes! During the whole night, my feet were killing me because I thought I would be cute and wear heels, but I totally forgot that I would be dancing hardcore! So, I maned through half of the night with the shoes on, but could not stand it and I took my shoes off and danced barefoot. I know, it is gross, but I would deal with anything but painful feet. So, we left the club at like 2:30am and tried to make our way back to the hostel...the subways were not running anymore and only the night buses were working...so night bus it was. It was such a bad night bus experience because we had to wait for like 15 minutes for our second bus and there were so many sketchy people around the bus stop. So, we got on that bus and then got dropped off at what we thought was the correct stop...it wasn't, but we did not know that. We walked for about 15 minutes in the complete wrong direction only to find ourselves in the bad area of Paris... But, we did find two random girls coming back from a party and the French speakers asked them where our hostel was and they said we were walking in the wrong direction and that we were headed into the bad part of Paris, so they walked us back to our hostel (which was like a 45 minute walk after the 15 minute walk back to our drop off location) and this whole time I could barely walk because my feet were killing me so hardcore...I had to have Avery help me walk because my feet were so done-zo. I was the drunkest one of them all, but I had no alcohol that night, I was just in pain! But, we did make it back to the hostel without anyone getting raped! Thank you, nice Parisian sisters! 

Day 4: 

I stayed home this day because my feet were swollen and I could not walk on them because of the club last night/early that morning. So, I opted to write some of my Fascist Italy paper and sleep until my feet felt better. :D When the girls came back from their fun filled day we all went to go see the Eiffel Tower at night and to see it sparkle! It was super fun and we just goofed off like we were 12 years old, we got a lot of weird looks because we were American and acting like retards! 

Day 5: 
We started off our day by going to a world famous store that sells amazing macaroons, Laduree and I got an orange blossom and a green apple macaroon. I did not eat them right there, but I did eat the orange blossom one when I got home and I forgot that the tastes of flowers make me sick. I can not have anything flower flavoured without getting sick...so I got sick and I didn't even bother to eat the green apple one. After the macaroon store we went to Longchamp so that Avery, Mel, and Amy could get bags there. Brooke and I were the only two that decided against buying the $100 USD bags...that is like four nights in a hostel. Then we were going to see a museum but the line was so long that we didn't even bother to go. But, on the way back to the subway station we did see a bum pissing in the entrance and he thought that turning around and showing us his penis would make us happy...it did not...it just creeped us out. The men in Paris are such pigs, I cannot say that enough. When we got home from our short day, Mel and I stayed in to do homework while the rest of the girls went out to get some dinner. :) I added some more to my essay and posted my Scotland 12 of 12. Overall Day 5 was pretty lazy and I was so not mad about it! :D


One more Paris post after this one, I promise!