Hey, I’m back in front of a PC! yay blogging time. I’m get hated on for this one, but it’s ok. So let me catch yall up. Monday, I caught the first train out of Kassel, Germany to Paris, France. I had to catch two trains, the first one was cool minus the morning commuter crowdedness. The ICE train in Germany, lovingly called the bullet train. But the second French train to Paris was the worst. Small and mildew smelly. Also is was packed, knees to knees. Two buzz cut French punk looking dudes thought they was slick sitting in our seats, I don’t think the spoke english but they knew what I meant when I said those are my seat, you need to bounce. They move across the aisle to what was probably their tight ass seats bunned with a grimy looking guy. They was blown, I can tell because they had no room- knees touching, fidgeting, and shooting cold looks over at us. Whatever, we go hard.
So as we got off the train, it was clear Paris is nothing like what we have been seeing in Germany. The diversity was apparent. Let’s be honest for a second there is a about 6 templates of the majority of German residents. Like the Sims or a video game, you have several base types and you make small variations to them so your avatar looks different from the next person, but they all loosely look a like. But Paris has the diversity that maybe only New York City can come close to. It felt good. And the people were nicer and not staring at me like there was a problem.
After checking in to our leaning hotel, the building didn’t lean, just the floors, we went to a hole in the wall restaurant near by. The people in there was eating some kind of eggs and mayo dish and something that looked like mud. But we played it safe and order chicken and sausages. Sausage in normal non-fancy Paris must mean hotdog, because that what it looked and tasted like. But it was bad, actually it was pretty good for a hotdog with no bun. And every dish had french fries with it. Come on, Paris, have to do better.
Because of our 3 countries in 3 days schedule we only had hour to do a lot so decided to take a tour bus, but the catch is that the tour bus locations wasn’t anywhere near our hotel. Looking at a map and being city folks ourselves we decided to walk to. Item on the map appear closer than they are. But it also gave us an opportunity to get a feel for the city and people that roam it.
The tour bus was cool but GPS audio sucked and mistimed. So didn’t know what I looking at a lot of the time. We had the option of getting off and checking out places but wasn’t on our side and was content with taking pictures from the bus.
After the tour, I had to go back to the hotel I was feeling pretty bad, my cold was at it’s worst part. I was on top of the tour bus in the open air and it was cold and windy. Also it threaten to rain a couple of times. I rest for a while until the family came back the room and then decided to eat and run to the pharmacy to get something for my cold. Because it was my parents 35th wedding anniversary, we want to eat somewhere nice. Found several fancy looking places but picked the one that had France in the name. Good move. The place was great and food was amazing. I decide to not play it safe and try new dishes so I got a duck appetizer and rabbit smothered in some kind of amazing creamy sauce with cook vegetables. The rest had lamb chops and chicken. Tasted each others food but everyone agreed I was the winner with the rabbit.
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great review of paris. it still looks like a beautiful place to visit, despite the flying rats.
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