A Night of Exploration
So, after a rather fragile Saturday, I didn't really feel up for a big night; Rupert and co. were going out to the Latin Quarter at about 9pm, but Dan and I were still cooking (yes, that's right - braving the awful kitchen!). In the end, Lieven came by, so we decided to head in the general direction of the Latin Quarter, and if we bumped into them, so much the better, if not, never mind.The great thing about Paris (and in fact, every other major European city apart from London), is that you can head out for a leisurely walk at 11pm, safe in the knowledge that when you find somewhere nice to sit and chat, you'll be able to buy a beer. OK, it's pretty expensive, and they tend to serve it in thimbles (=25cl), but that comes with the territory, I suppose.
We saw quite a few interesting buildings: the Panthéon, which is a massive burial place for France's great men (and Marie Curie) throughout history; soon after we saw the Eiffel Tower at a distance, which was rather distastefully decorated like a Christmas tree with Kitsch flashing lights; we walked past the Sorbonne, on to Ile de la Cité, and Notre-Dame, which was impressively illuminated. We went around the island and back across Pont Neuf. By this point, we'd walked about 5km, and it was time to sit down for a beer; it was after 1am. Afterwards, we took a different route back, and arrived back at around 2.30am.
Next time, I must remember to take my camera, so that I can make these posts a little more colourful!
posted by Rorkey @ 1:07 PM
4 Comments:
Hey sammy-
Alex just forced us to read this. Plese endevour to make it interesting- lots of sex and drugs and rock and roll please. Cindy xx
No early nights for you yet then! Toby asks 'have you avoided using the c**t word in french so far?' rude boy that he is. Keep enjoying it and try and find time for some work when the time comes! Love Anna x
fuck & dubble-fuck!!! i thought you was gonna get yer end away rorkey ma boy !!! why dyou think i was reading this gobshite in da first place???! who gives a monkey's spunk dribble whether the fucking tour eiffel is "distasteful" - theres so many fucking gorgeous birds hangin around there that you can just SHAG your way round its fucking perimeter before you can say "ejaculateur precoce"... im fucking eagerly awaiting yer next fucking epistle matey - expecting some improvement too!!!
I think I preferred it when no-one read this, than now, when I'm criticised for my lack of sexual endeavours and alcoholic tolerance. Oh well, can't please all the c**ts all the time!
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