Can’t sleep:
It’s 4:38 am Paris time and none of us can sleep. For the first night, we (Bret and I) are sharing a room with Shawn and Emily. They messed up on the arrangements and we have only one bed in the room. So the 6 foot people are squeezed onto a sheet on the floor. Actually, Emily is sleeping on the carpet. We all want to get up now and see the sights but there isn’t anyone else out but French hookers.
Just a note about London- We took a train from the airport to the Chunnel train station. It was our first experience with the native people. On the train, NO ONE talked- AT ALL. So just imagine the 6 of us loud idiots fumbling onto this train. We’ve had no sleep, and Emily and I are trying so hard not to resist talking in our English accents like we do back in the states. Everything is starting to look funny and strange with the lack of sleep. Kinda like how at the meeting everything seems funnier because you can’t talk- but it’s really not that funny when you try to talk about it later- or write a blog about it later. So, sorry if this is not funny at all guys!
Anyways, there were no seats and the English people on the train wouldn’t respond to politeness- no moving your stuff over so someone can sit. You just have to go and pretty much sit on that person’s stuff and they will move. Personal space is not an option here and no one cares. But it’s weird sitting so close to people without anyone saying a word-very dry.
They were all dressed for work (it was a Monday morning ) and all reading the paper. Another thing is everyone looks like English actors from English movies. Just from seeing this little bit on our train, England looks just like it does in the movies. I even saw little knickers hanging on a clothesline behind a cottage. -Jessica
Bret-That was the beginning of our day. I’ll be brief. We went to Musee d’Orsay (which is a museum for the lay person) and saw lots of nudity. Really up close and personal. And also went to the Eiffel Tower and watched the sunset. You get the idea. Enjoy the
pics. (btw accidently posted the pictures without rotating them first. whoops)
It’s 4:38 am Paris time and none of us can sleep. For the first night, we (Bret and I) are sharing a room with Shawn and Emily. They messed up on the arrangements and we have only one bed in the room. So the 6 foot people are squeezed onto a sheet on the floor. Actually, Emily is sleeping on the carpet. We all want to get up now and see the sights but there isn’t anyone else out but French hookers.
Just a note about London- We took a train from the airport to the Chunnel train station. It was our first experience with the native people. On the train, NO ONE talked- AT ALL. So just imagine the 6 of us loud idiots fumbling onto this train. We’ve had no sleep, and Emily and I are trying so hard not to resist talking in our English accents like we do back in the states. Everything is starting to look funny and strange with the lack of sleep. Kinda like how at the meeting everything seems funnier because you can’t talk- but it’s really not that funny when you try to talk about it later- or write a blog about it later. So, sorry if this is not funny at all guys!
Anyways, there were no seats and the English people on the train wouldn’t respond to politeness- no moving your stuff over so someone can sit. You just have to go and pretty much sit on that person’s stuff and they will move. Personal space is not an option here and no one cares. But it’s weird sitting so close to people without anyone saying a word-very dry.
They were all dressed for work (it was a Monday morning ) and all reading the paper. Another thing is everyone looks like English actors from English movies. Just from seeing this little bit on our train, England looks just like it does in the movies. I even saw little knickers hanging on a clothesline behind a cottage. -Jessica
Bret-That was the beginning of our day. I’ll be brief. We went to Musee d’Orsay (which is a museum for the lay person) and saw lots of nudity. Really up close and personal. And also went to the Eiffel Tower and watched the sunset. You get the idea. Enjoy the
pics. (btw accidently posted the pictures without rotating them first. whoops)
Wow...so there's the Eiffel Tower, there it is. You guys really are there...for real. I can't believe it. It's hotter than poop here! 10:30 at night and it's still 93 degrees!
ReplyDeleteThanks for blogging! Sounds like an interesting first day :) Keep up the posts - I shall live vicariously through you guys!
ReplyDeleteI asked Phoenix at the meeting about you guys and she said she didn't know who you were
ReplyDeleteI'm feeding Phoenix nothing but cereal, hot dogs, and fruit snacks! Just kidding! Had to tease you since you get to see the Eiffel Tower in person. Love Mom
ReplyDeleteHi Guys! The Eiffel Tower! Would of been my frist stop too. Thanks for sharing the pics. It makes it like you are not so far away. Love you Guys!
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