Today Dagny and I awoke in a stuffy hot train sleeping car. It was almost difficult to sleep last night because it was so damn hot. We decided to get ready and head to the dining car. On the way we looked for Amer but couldn’t remember what room he was in. At the bar we had our coffee and croissants and talked for bout an hour. Amer finally joined us and the conversation when finally we arrived in Paris. We hoofed it over to Anaïs’ house to retrieve our luggage. We stayed for a little over an hour to describe our adventures as best we could to her. We were out of breath and talking and laughing so much. We finally said goodbye to her and her mom who was so sweet. We rolled our huge ass luggage down the hilly street of Meudon. Back on the train to Paris to go to the train station to get tickets to Lyon. We reached the ticket counter and were told that we couldn’t purchase tickets with our eurail pass and that it would be 80€. No way were we paying that. So we decided to get on the Dijon train for free. It was a slow train, took 3 hours to get there but oh well. We arrived around 6:00PM. Meanwhile Amer had planned to go to Dijon to meet his Madame with Patrick then train it over to Lyon. We called him and told him were bailing on Lyon and taxied it over to a cute LITTLE hotel. It was expensive and the room was TINY. We could barely fit us two and all our stuff. So we changed and met up with Amer and Patrick and saw their Madame’s house. Apparently she is a crazy woman and was so excited when they arrived. She invited them to her house on the lake in the countryside where they were going to faire du poisson (go fishing) and bang bang (she held her hands up like a gun). Patrick said there ain’t no way he was going to shoot anything living! Haha. So both of them felt a little bad but decided to stay. Supposedly another American was going to be living in Madame Girard’s house. Sure enough she showed up, a girl from Saint Mary’s originally from Minnesota, very shy, reserved, and a little akward. Her name was Emma. We were starving so we invited her to dinner. We walked around looking at each café and decided to eat at an Italian café. We enjoyed pizza pasta and salad with a nice wine, living the life of the French in every way possible. Lol. We finished up dinner and had to pay downstairs and as we got up Emma walked by an empty table smashing a wine glass to the floor with her fanny pack. (She also had nothing to eat or drink at dinner?) Patrick gave the girl 5€ extra to pay for the glass. So gentlemanly. We walked back to the boys place and decided we were going to explore Dijon nightlife…..it was raining. The boys changed and Emma bailed on our invite…fine with us! We all walked back to our hotel so us girls could change. Patrick was having internet withdrawals so he was surfing on my phone. He found all my apps and wasbeating my high scores when he asked me what this fake text app was. It basically displays any text from any one you want so I typed from Emma, “Hey jess I think Patrick is sexayyyy. Mind if I join u guys for drinks?” I showed it to Patrick and he laughed then Amer saw it and thought it was real. Then Dagny saw it and thought the same. Patrick and I looked at each other and died. We had them hooked as the entire room shook with laughter for about 5 minutes straight. We finally were ready to go and wanted to hit up the hotel bar. We couldn’t find it. Amer kept bugging me to text Emma back to invite her. Haha I told him that’s mean and I will wait for Pat’s approval. We thought maybe the bar was down on -1 so Dagny and Amer stayed waiting for the taxi and Pat and I went down a floor. We got off onto this dark hallway that had no lights as we stepped off the elevator the door shut and we could not see anything! We screamed and pressed the button as the elevator went back up. It took forever to come back down. Finally we made it back to Amer and Dagny freaked out. Btw its POURING rain! The taxi shows up as Dagny waves it down but has to jump back as it speed up onto the curb! We were cracking up. What service! We hopped in and asked the driver where all the hot spots were. He took us to the center of the village where a few bars were jumping. We head to the closest bar called La Salsa. It was packed….with old people….who were all staring at us. We made our way to the bar and were about to order drinks when we decided this place had a weird vibe. We left. We went to this big bar with a live band. We thought it was karaoke. Amer got really excited only to be disappointed. We found a couple seats at the bar and looked at this crazy menu of drinks. We attempted to order them in French without mistakes but that wasn’t happening. It took a while to understand us. A few drinks later and a few hours later, I created another fake text from Emma. It said “Hey I’m at La Salsa u guys here? Is Patrick drunkie yet??” Amer and Dagny die and yell at me to tell her to get over here! I type another fake text “Amer and Dagny, you’ve just been punked !!! Sincerely Trick and Scullzzzz!” They didn’t understand and though Emma was in on it and we had to explain that we made the texts. Amer was so mad, not only at me but also because the fact that it wasn’t true. We got them so good! Dagny then met a French guy with glasses who bought her a drink. He then proceeds to take her somewhere. She returns a few minutes later to tell us about this cool club downstairs. We join her. We follow down these sparkly stairs to find ourselves in a blue lighted room with couches and stars above the bar. We take a seat with her crew who has bottle service at their table. Patrick, Amer and I chill while we watch Dagny and these boys who we though were brothers crowd around her. We follow them to the dancefloor for creeping and dance while watching them. Amer was behind me and Pat was in front of me arching his back and shimming the night away. Then walking back Patrick gets his ass squeezed by one of Dagny’s men and demands him to give him Dagny’s number, so he did. Haha We head outside to leave. The boys follow. It took forever to get a taxi which dropped us off at the wrong street and Pat paid double because we were too loud? Amer and I head inside and see that Pat and Dagny are not following. We creep outside to see them on the street corner talking to Dagny’s boys. We laugh and go to bed.
Friday, June 12, 2009
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