shavuah tov everyone!
i am typing on a french ordinatuer; so i am not sure how this is going to come out:::

we LOVE Paris!!!! Seriously, i am moving here, its absolutely fantastque! we finished up our last day in Dublin by going to the Guiness factory, Trinity College, the Book of Kells, Grafton Street, etc, it was wonderful. we flew to Beuvais and then took a forty five minute bus ride to Paris. earlier we had realized that we would be in paris for the night so in Dublin airport we booked a hostel on one of those cool Irish internet phone thingies. Little did we realize the eventful evening in store for us.

It began when we met two American girls on the bus ride, they gave us metro directions to Eppinay Sur Siene the little suburb we were staying in that apparently no one in France ever heard of. we got down to the station bought tickets and thereùs big gate down the front, apparently the metro closes at twelve thirty; at the moment it was 12;40.
we had une probleme, i guess you could say.

WE headed to the bus depot on champ elesyes where we figured that we had to take a bus to chatlet. we got the bus at about 230 and changed to the one toward eppinay. NO ONE PAYS IN FRANCE for the bus they just all squish in like sardines; a half hour into the ride the bus breaks down; we wait one hour for another bus, bus comes, old man helps us find our hotel, we have no reservation. I THINK he felt so bad for us he gave us one, pretty dingy place but at 5am anywhere is great.*

next day went to the pletzel got some mangerie and lugged our backpacks for about 10 hours, shabbos comes in in paris at about 10, this is the longest shabbos of the year in france. people are SOOO nice here. what is it with the french stigma of snobbiness?

i am set to resolve this.....
we went to the Jewish musee, people invited us for shabbos... notre dame, arch de triomphe, tour de eiffel hier the Louvre, Latin Quqrter; Montmarte. we already decided to stay an extra day in Paris until Tuesday.

i love paris i love everything about it. the languague, the homes, the people, the sounds and scents.... i seriously want to move here... maman now that you read my blog you can get used to the notion of my move to France. Shabbos ended at 11 so Rose and I walked around all day, it was brilliant, its warm, humid, and its exactly the way i thought it would be. we love it here. we considered just staying here for the rest of our trip, but as our nonadic selves we will continue moving to Amsterdam soon, right now i contemplate my inevitable return to Paris....looking to do so with others or possibly significant other, i suppose paris makes us all romantique, eh?
bien sur mon amies, bien sur.