An American Girl in Paris: SB Day 1

I am in Paris!

After the shortest plan ride in the history of the world, we landed in Paris!  However, after the short plane ride, it wasn't so peachy-keen.

There was a fire on the train, so we had to take a bus.  However, after waiting for about an hour and a half, and after paying for our bus ticket, we decided to just take a taxi instead.  It was only a few euros more, and we can use the bus ticket on our way back to the airport on Wednesday.

We checked into the hostel, and all five of us pile into the room, and we're whispering as to not disturb anybody in there, and one of our roomies pops out from his bed and says, "No need to whisper, this is a hostel!"  At first I didn't know what to make of this, but then I realized, as some of us were trying to take a nap, he's jabbering on his phone to various friends about his dinner plans.  Ahh, I get it.  We don't have to whisper when he naps, so he doesn't have to whisper when we nap.  (And if you know me, you know that I don't like to be disturbed when sleeping.)  His name is Carl, and he is from LA but is working here, and has been for about two months, and he lives in a hostel....  Not sure if he is creepy, or just a generally friendly guy.

So we went to get some food, and ended up in a cute little Middle Eastern shop, where everyone got shwarma!  It was delicious.  The woman working spoke hardly any English, so it was quite the challenge.  But, she was very sweet and gave us free chips (aka french fries)!  Then Cory and I got some sweets at a local patisserie, where, surprise surprise, they didn't speak English.  This is going to be quite the culture shock.

The we headed back to the hostel to take a nap.  Some of us want to go to a bar/club tonight, but Carl (dear, sweet Carl) informed us that Sunday is a very chill day here, and most people just drink in the common rooms of the hostel.  He knows best, so we'll probably just end up doing that.

More to come later...

Au revoir!
B