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maleficent · 01-14-2005, 02:19 PM

Paris, France
I was on an extended business trip to London, and had seen everything ther was to see in London so I branched out. Made reservations for a hotel in Paris for a weekend, nothing fancy, company wasnt paying for it, I was. So I took the train thru the Chunnel, and off for some fun.

I dropped my stuff at the hotel, 4th floor of a hotel that had no elevator, no air conditioning, no one that spoke english, oh, and the bathroom was at the end of the hall. I learned then and there, what charming really meant, shit hole.

So, this is OK, I head off and start exploring Paris, and I'm having a grand ole time for myself, stop for dinner a cute restaurant and do more exploring, by now, my feet are aching, I am tired, need a bathroom, want a shower, and some quiet. I get to the hotel, only to find it locked up.

One of the things onthe check in sheet, that I couldn't quite translate, the hotel had a curfew, and if you miss curfew, well, see ya in the morning. Now, I left my passport, my wallet, and other important stuff in the hotel (i just took some cash with me when I went out), so another hotel would be impossible, I wandered over to a bench and sat down. At some point, I must have fallen asleep because I am being tapped on the foot by a policeman. WHo'd babbling away at me in French. I have problems with English when I am just woken up, French was impossible.

he's firing off questions at me, I'm sitting there looking like an idiot, at some point, I think he stopped yammering long enough to hear me say, Je Ne Parle Francais, Je suis une Americain... He got this weird look on his face, shook his head and just wandered off.

I left Paris the next day.

01-14-2005, 02:19 PM	#5 (permalink)
maleficent Junkie Moderator Emeritus Location: Chicago	Paris, France I was on an extended business trip to London, and had seen everything ther was to see in London so I branched out. Made reservations for a hotel in Paris for a weekend, nothing fancy, company wasnt paying for it, I was. So I took the train thru the Chunnel, and off for some fun. I dropped my stuff at the hotel, 4th floor of a hotel that had no elevator, no air conditioning, no one that spoke english, oh, and the bathroom was at the end of the hall. I learned then and there, what charming really meant, shit hole. So, this is OK, I head off and start exploring Paris, and I'm having a grand ole time for myself, stop for dinner a cute restaurant and do more exploring, by now, my feet are aching, I am tired, need a bathroom, want a shower, and some quiet. I get to the hotel, only to find it locked up. One of the things onthe check in sheet, that I couldn't quite translate, the hotel had a curfew, and if you miss curfew, well, see ya in the morning. Now, I left my passport, my wallet, and other important stuff in the hotel (i just took some cash with me when I went out), so another hotel would be impossible, I wandered over to a bench and sat down. At some point, I must have fallen asleep because I am being tapped on the foot by a policeman. WHo'd babbling away at me in French. I have problems with English when I am just woken up, French was impossible. he's firing off questions at me, I'm sitting there looking like an idiot, at some point, I think he stopped yammering long enough to hear me say, Je Ne Parle Francais, Je suis une Americain... He got this weird look on his face, shook his head and just wandered off. I left Paris the next day. __________________ Free your heart from hatred. Free your mind from worries. Live simply. Give more. Expect less.