All the walking, eating and sightseeing had me drained. I slept in till one. I was planning on partying with Mathieu tonight and didn't want to have too packed of an afternoon. When I got up the German duo had left and the room was all mine. Even though for the sake of being French I was contemplating skipping shower, I took one anyways. I eventually made my way downstairs. It was long after breakfast and it was fairly quiet. I met Meave and Kim. They were both travelling solo and had met at the hostel. Meave was from New Mexico and had stayed in Paris for a few days before heading down south to visit her family. Kim was from Australia and was travelling through Europe.
After a short introduction we decided to head out to a coffeeshop. Meave was leaving in a few hours so we decided to grab coffee somewhere close to the station. Kim was planning on being in Portugal about the same time as me, we exchanged E-mails and decided to meet up and go for drinks once in Lisbon. Meave was also nice enough to offer to show me around if I ever ended up in New Mexico. Who knows, maybe I will.
After awhile Meave took off to south of France and Kim and I walked back to the Hostel. Two girls had already checked in and were waiting for their room to be ready. I heard them speak English and that was enough of an invitation for me to go over and chat them up. Laura and Brenna were from Abbostford BC, and were planning on travelling through Paris and London. They were going to stay one night at the hostel and then move to an apartment they had rented. Their plan was to stay in Paris for a week and head up north to London afterwards. They were a fun couple and were first time Parisian tourists.
I went out for food and people watched for awhile. If you enjoy people watching, the place to be is definitely Paris. Within a span of an hour I saw a couple fighting, another couple making out, a girl dressed in the most obscure outfit, a mother yelling at her kid, a man walking his dog with matching outfits. It was quite a sight.
I came back to the hostel and went staright to my room. I was going to meet up with Mathieu again tonight for some authentic Parisian good time. I saw Laura and Brenna in the room, they were assigned the bunkbeds and we were going to be roomates for the night. I got dressed and headed out to my meeting point with Mathieu. He was on time, something that he said is somewhat uncommon among the French. I wasn´t suprised, not being punctual sounded pretty French.
We walked through the streets and alleyways of Paris until we hit the bar that Mathieu had picked. It was loud, young and full of energy, excatly what I was looking for. We got in and started drinking. Every half an hour, the bartender would ring a bell and the whole bar would erupt in a frenzy of dancing, singing and drinking. The waiteress would get on the tables dancing and everyone else would light up their sparkle sticks. It wasn´t long before Mathieu and I were in the middle of it all singing and dancing with all Parisians. It was a memroable night and felt like an authenic Parisian experience.
After that we strolled the streets of Paris aimlessly for awhile and decided to call it night before the metros shut down for the night.
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