Day 1

The first day was actually pretty uneventful. Wednesday night I finished my rough draft for the English project before I went to bowling. Got pretty upset during cause of random stupid thing, though I did bowl pretty well. Hung out at Denny’s for a little while. Got home at like 1 or 2. Packed, finished up my English assignment, then went to sleep at like 3:30. So… it is with that amount of energy that I got up at 6, and was on the road to the airport at 7 am Thursday morning.



We flew from SFO to Chicago, had half an hour of layover, and then flew over to Paris. Watched a few movies that I would recommend, and didn’t get around to read any of the books I brought. The first leg was pretty cramped…. Stupid small planes. I did get a bit more legroom on the second flight, but I was sitting next to this really big guy. So I didn’t have that much room. I did manage to sleep a bit because I was so entirely exhausted.



After we dragged our luggage, and myself over to the hotel, we had lunch at the wine bar downstairs then we passed out for a bit. We ended up at Champs Elysees that night, had dinner, and milled over to l’Arc de Triomphe where we ran into a whole mass of people on roller blades. I’m guessing they were on some sort of fund raising roll across the city type of thing. And that pretty much marked the end of my first day.