paris...

****the keyboard is very different.. so in the interest of time, bear with me, i am going to pretend its not.*****

we have been having quit the qdventure here in pqris:

first thing ze hqd to pqy one euro to use the bqthroon qt the trqin stqtion, becquse somehow my underware was falling off, and a man walked in on missy.

we are able to navigqte the metro just fine, but we could not find out hotel. and i am afrqid to tqlk to people in the limited french i know. thank god MK is not afrqid.

our hotel room is like no other ive been in. i took plenty of pictures, theyll speqk for themselves.

i dont know what everyone is tqlking about when they say that french people speak english, but refuse to speak it to them. the cab driver that took us to the arc de triomphe only spoke english to us. i think he likes to prqctice.

speaking of the arc... i asked him to drive around the rotary there and drop us off. it was insane traffic. he almost drove right into a bus. then he dropped us off and told us thqat you basically play chicken to get across. so we did, MK with a little coaxing. it was only 7-8 lanes of traffic with no real order... i swear i read that there is an elevator to the top... ive never been more wrong, there are 284 steps up, and 284 steps down.

i am kind of loving the openness and relaxed vibe i am getting here. the national monuments are all so integrated and approachable here, and the streets are open, but the best part of this city is the flatness.

its also very sexy here, there are naked people statues everywhere, ive seen many provactive paintings/stores, etc.

today were going to the orsay, the eifel tower and notre dame.

ill try to post some pics of these adventures when i get back to london.

au revoir