next days -paris

i've got a short time budget to blog... this costs me money.

we trained from amsterdam to paris via short stop in lillie a nice little very quaint and very french mini city. we arrived in paris with no idea where our hotel was besides 'near the eiffel tower'. live and learn. we walked around for a while but found our bare bones but private room which was a nice break from the shared dorms in amsterdam. after dropping of our bags from our weary shoulders we grabbed a bite and walked around the blue lit eiffel tower. it sparkles sometimes...maybe every hour on the hour. it was bigger and more attractive that i'd imagined and interpretted from photos and films such as ratatoulle and superman 2.

the next day kelly gave me the grand paris tour through the subways to all the major paris venues ie, the lourve, the arc of triumph, notre dame, sac de le coure as seen in amelie, etc. paris is kind of like a big carnival. lots of people. expensive treats and attractions. i'll say the top of the eiffel tower is cooler than any carnival ride though... we had a picnic dinner of cheese and baquettes and champagne at the foot of the eiffel tower.

next day. versailles. i thought it would be a nice little side town with a regular old palace. nope. the palace was a whopping city with endless mazes of gardens and man made lakes. louis the whatever had a knack for going overboard. the highlight of the trip so far was renting bikes and riding around the gardens. some genius next to the train station in versailles figured out that what american tourists crave in europe is 'tex mex' and we had our fill of fajitas. we trained back to paris and napped in the park like bums waiting for our night train to copenhagen.

i'm writing now from the dan hostel in copenhagen whick is fully furnished by ikea, feels weird.

getting used to typing on different keyboards with letters in weird places and other keys like æ and ø. buying water is difficult. you have to shake it to see if it sparkles because tonic water is nast.

i'm reading victor hugo's the man who laughs which is good as well as long. like les mis it has lots of background. but this is even less story and more background which can get brutal...

out of time suckers