bananas!

First, I would like to apologize to everyone who received that completely insane email with the ALL CAPS and the wrong blog address and the general insanity. I had literally 10 seconds left on the internet before I lost the connection. I have located an english keyboard so everything should be a little better tonight.

So. Day 2 in Paris...let's see, what are the highlights:
1. much less dog crap on the sidewalk than I remember
2. it seems to be colder than Toronto, but nobody here seems to realize that it's cold because they don't wear hats.
3. sometimes, when you walk around for long enough, someone will randomly pull bananas out of his pocket, wave them in your face and say something you don't understand
4. smoking in restaurants! remember? it's actually cool because these smokers are wicked tough girls who roll their own cigarettes right at the table in the cafe before they smoke them. fresh.
5. jet lag is embarrassing. like when you're sitting in a really nice teahouse (Mariage Freres which I was looking for all day and sort of stumbled across at one point, rose and neena you know what I'm talking about) and you take a sip of tea and then you fall asleep BEFORE SWALLOWING and you wake up due to the sensation of liquid spilling out of your slack mouth over your chin and onto your shirt. then you know it's time to eat that one last chocolate covered coffee bean you've been saving.
6. Desperados! And they sell it in cans in late night grocery stores for about $3.75. And these stores have clerks that just sit there all night and listen to techno music that goes like this: "work that pussy work that pussy work that pussy work that pussy". Yeah, that's a song.

so. I walked for hours and hours, Paris is still beautiful, but it's effing cold and I'm ready to head south. Catching the train tomorrow so I'll be in Nice tomorrow night.

Now it's time for me to drink beer.