All of last week, AC and I had the pleasure of spending time in Paris. I had hoped to jot down some updates while I was gone, but it was a semi-working vacation so between work and fun, there was no time to write. I'll try and recreate our activities (and upload pictures soon too!).
I worked late on Monday night and got home about 8:30 pm. AC had thankfully done all the packing, and I did my usual grousing about how he packed too many bags. To illustrate my point, we found ourselves sweaty and exhausted after lugging them through the subway network to the Airport Express station. I think we had gotten in at least four arguments before we made it to the airport. We can never be on The Amazing Race, that is for certain.
After a medium length layover in the Heathrow airport, we found ourselves in gay Paris! It was too early to check into our hotel, so we checked our bags at the hotel and went exploring. It was quite chilly, much to AC's delight (he's been hating the hot muggy weather in Hong Kong). We arrived during the lunch hour and all the locals were out-and-about ... and let me tell you they are one good-looking group of people. Well-dressed, well-groomed, speaking their sexy French accents. By contrast, AC and I were jet lagged, unshaven, with blood-shot eyes and bad breath. We clearly didn't fit it.
We still tried our best to avoid looking like tourists. After getting a little lost we were forced to reference the Lonely Planet guidebook for a map. As I tried to block AC from street view, I noticed that his sweatshirt gave us away "AMERICAN Eagle" in huge white letters ... there was no hiding it. We were tourists.
On our first evening we didn't do much in the way of organized activities. We quickly discovered we were walking distance from The Louvre, the Arc de Triomphe, and could easily see the Eiffel Tower. After a quick dinner (Japanese, oddly) we totally crashed early and slept like logs.
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OMG! I am so excited to hear all about it. Lucky bastards. Tell me more!!!
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