Michael, Bryson & I used to sit in GC classes & talk about going to Europe this summer. I got here July 1st & I knew they were flying into Madrid on the 11th. I kept telling them, "yall have to come to Paris!" They just had skype on their phones, so I couldnt call them thennnnn one day, I got home from work & Bryson said they would be in the City of Lights on Sunday! I WAS SO EXCITED! Ofcourse they hadn't booked a hostel for Paris & the a new student was moving into the spare room at my apartment that day! They called me when they got to the city & I was watching the Tour de France & they were wandering around in search for a hostel. I told them to come meet up with me, but the airlines lost Michael's bag AGAIN (that's ths 3rd time his bags have gotten lost in 2 weeks!) so they needed to find somewhere to stay so he could call the airline & give them an address to deliver the suitcase. FINALLY they found a hotel called Hotel Aria in the 15th district. I hopped on the metro to go see them & got off about 4 stops too late & walked foreverrr in search of 181 rue de Vaugiard. I finally got there & the hotel is literally located across the street from the Pasteur metro stop...just my luck. I texted Michael to give me their room number & next thing I know, I hear "BOSTICCC!" You know that feeling where you hear something, but you don't see anything? Yep, that was me. I kept looking around looking for Michael's head to be hanging out of the window from their balcony & after a few seconds of searching THERE HE WAS! I hopped in the elevator (an elevator in Paris? Nice!) & went up to room 423! SO PUMPED THEY WERE HERE! Michael had to yell at the airline lady so he could give her the address since he wasnt going to be able to be reached by phone the next day. I could tell it was a very VERY frustrating conversation. In honor of all of us being together in Europe atlast, we were all soooo hungyr & I thought "what better place to celebrate/have a truly Parisian dinner than Entrecote?" So we hopped on the metro to Entrecote by Saint Germaine de Près like Mr Tim told me! OFCOURSE I got turned around & it took us like 15 minutes to finally find the restaurant (I had to stop & ask 2 guys & felt like a retard because the restaurant was right down the alley), but it was totally worth the time spent being lost. We waited for like 5 minutes, then got seated at a table outside. A man was out there playing the guitar, the weather was perfect & the company was great! Our waitress came up & didnt even ask what we wanted, she just said "how do you want your steak cooked?" If you go to Entrecote, there are other things on the menu, but this restaurant is known around the world for their steak frites & especially their special sauce. The steaks were OUT OF THIS WORLD & the boys loved it! It was towards the end of the night & our waitress came & brought us extra steak & frites without charging us! YUM! We were off to the Eiffel Tower to watch it sparkle at 11:10 to complete our Parisian night. No trip to the Eiffel Tower is truly complete without a crepe & the boys had never had one, so I took them to the first crepe stand I ever went to, which was right across the street from the Eiffel Tower. We got the girl making crepes to take a picture of all of us because right when we ordered one, the tower started to sparkle! Michael & Bryson couldnt get over how HUGE the eiffel tower is. We sat in the Champ de Mars for a bit, asked a nice British lady to take a picture of us, then called it a night because they were tired & I had work the next morning!!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Michael & Bryson come to PARIS
Michael, Bryson & I used to sit in GC classes & talk about going to Europe this summer. I got here July 1st & I knew they were flying into Madrid on the 11th. I kept telling them, "yall have to come to Paris!" They just had skype on their phones, so I couldnt call them thennnnn one day, I got home from work & Bryson said they would be in the City of Lights on Sunday! I WAS SO EXCITED! Ofcourse they hadn't booked a hostel for Paris & the a new student was moving into the spare room at my apartment that day! They called me when they got to the city & I was watching the Tour de France & they were wandering around in search for a hostel. I told them to come meet up with me, but the airlines lost Michael's bag AGAIN (that's ths 3rd time his bags have gotten lost in 2 weeks!) so they needed to find somewhere to stay so he could call the airline & give them an address to deliver the suitcase. FINALLY they found a hotel called Hotel Aria in the 15th district. I hopped on the metro to go see them & got off about 4 stops too late & walked foreverrr in search of 181 rue de Vaugiard. I finally got there & the hotel is literally located across the street from the Pasteur metro stop...just my luck. I texted Michael to give me their room number & next thing I know, I hear "BOSTICCC!" You know that feeling where you hear something, but you don't see anything? Yep, that was me. I kept looking around looking for Michael's head to be hanging out of the window from their balcony & after a few seconds of searching THERE HE WAS! I hopped in the elevator (an elevator in Paris? Nice!) & went up to room 423! SO PUMPED THEY WERE HERE! Michael had to yell at the airline lady so he could give her the address since he wasnt going to be able to be reached by phone the next day. I could tell it was a very VERY frustrating conversation. In honor of all of us being together in Europe atlast, we were all soooo hungyr & I thought "what better place to celebrate/have a truly Parisian dinner than Entrecote?" So we hopped on the metro to Entrecote by Saint Germaine de Près like Mr Tim told me! OFCOURSE I got turned around & it took us like 15 minutes to finally find the restaurant (I had to stop & ask 2 guys & felt like a retard because the restaurant was right down the alley), but it was totally worth the time spent being lost. We waited for like 5 minutes, then got seated at a table outside. A man was out there playing the guitar, the weather was perfect & the company was great! Our waitress came up & didnt even ask what we wanted, she just said "how do you want your steak cooked?" If you go to Entrecote, there are other things on the menu, but this restaurant is known around the world for their steak frites & especially their special sauce. The steaks were OUT OF THIS WORLD & the boys loved it! It was towards the end of the night & our waitress came & brought us extra steak & frites without charging us! YUM! We were off to the Eiffel Tower to watch it sparkle at 11:10 to complete our Parisian night. No trip to the Eiffel Tower is truly complete without a crepe & the boys had never had one, so I took them to the first crepe stand I ever went to, which was right across the street from the Eiffel Tower. We got the girl making crepes to take a picture of all of us because right when we ordered one, the tower started to sparkle! Michael & Bryson couldnt get over how HUGE the eiffel tower is. We sat in the Champ de Mars for a bit, asked a nice British lady to take a picture of us, then called it a night because they were tired & I had work the next morning!!
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