Paris struck by Bakersfield

Did you know they charge to use the bathroom here? I forgot to include that in the budget, but Jeremy plans for everything, so he's been covering (says it's important and he doesn't mind considering the circumstances).

The amazing thing is that the French claim that us American's are the Capitalist Pigs. Really, don't you think there should be some limits?

I will say this, I have not seen any bums with a sign that said, "Drank Beer. Need change to get rid of it." Which just goes to show that the bums here aren't that enterprising.

We're staying at the Le Montclaire Hostel. Actually, it's not so bad. In fact, I actually quite like it. The bunk beds make me nostalgic for the old days back in Illinois when 9 were packed in one room and I had one of those old fashioned alarm clocks that could wake the dead. I was extremely popular.

After arriving on Saturday morning, we dropped off our stuff at the Hostel and ran down to see Notre Dame, and the Chapel le Saint Chapelle. Both chapels would be considered antiques. Actually, by American standards all the buildings are antiques around here. I guess all of their architects died off before the American Revolution.

Chapel le Saint Chapelle was actually built around the same time as Notre Dame to store church artifacts. The crown jewel of the artifacts stored there was actually a real crown, a crown of thorns, believed to be the actual crown of thorns that Jesus wore back in the day.

After walking around for a bit, a nap was in order because a lack of any real sleep since the three hours obtained two nights before. At 11 PM, we hit the town and walked up to a hill overlooking the city. Everyone in France seemed to be there, probably so they could look down on the rest of the city. I have to admit, at night the Paris skyline has a lot of character.

After finding a place to eat and walking around some more until drifting home around 1.

A Saturday well spent.

Next up, a trip to the country.