Paris Encore! I

As I write this post, I am sitting in a hostel in Paris where there is no internet access. I would love to post this post right away, but I’m afraid that by the time you read it today will already be three days old. I’m sorry about that!

Today I wondered whether or not I would actually be going to Paris. When I woke up, I received a call from Rachel telling me that the train tickets were going to be over €60! I knew that wasn’t going to work, but Rachel and Linden found a solution. They discovered that if we buy a student card for SNCF (French National Rail Society), our tickets would be 50% – 60% off every time we decided to travel in France. I went ahead and got the card and my train ticket for very cheap! My friend Marie from UNT decided to come with us as well.

When I took the train to Paris, it was just Andrew, Linden, Marie, and I because Rachel and Jonathan had to leave at a later time due to their classes. When we arrived in Paris, a random French man greeted us on the metro. He was very excited to see us for some reason (zoo exhibit). He started announcing to the entire metro that we were American and then proceeded to tell us how beautiful the French women are and how ugly the English women are. At one point he looked at a couple of girls and said, “Excuse me, are you French?” At which on of the girls said, “No, I’m English.” She was just kidding as she was actually Swiss. It was weird, but fun at the same time. We then decided to go to Montmartre to see the artists. The weather was great. We then went down to Place de la Concorde where we eventually met up with Rachel and Jonathan. This was when Rachel announced to us that our hostel wasn’t actually in Paris.

When we went to the metro to find out the best route to our hostel in the suburbs, we ended up having to communicate with a man through a glass window. This was a bit of a challenge. He told us how to get to the suburb we needed, and we bought the right tickets to get us there. We then went to eat at a not so great, but not bad restaurant. Then we found our train, headed to the hostel, and here we are. There are funny sounds next door!