PARIS PARIS 111

later on in the day we went hunting for McDonalds. being on a budget and not speaking french, we were limited in what we could eat. we got a really shitty deal when we exchangedour english pounds£££ over for euros$$$ so everything was expensive.

it took us two hours to find a maccas. TWO HOURS. that is a long time. the french eat well. and with food like this - they dont really need mikey Dees.

the next thing i wanted to see was............

"ladies and gentlemen....welcome to the moulin rouge!"

we once again didnt go inside but just posed for poxy tourist photos all which i look like a tool in so im not showing ou them!!!

the last thing on our agenda for the day was too make our way to Momart. This is the artist district of paris, where toulese le trec was famous for hanging out with his easel and where all the bohemiens did their thing. it is on a hill of paris and we had to basically drag poor sebastian the whole way there, whinging and bitching and moaning.

sebastian was dragging his heels up the stairs and everytime he got to the top we would say "that was the last flight of stairs, we promise" and then we would trun the corner and see yet another set of stairs!

but despite all of his whining when we did get to the top and suddenly the buildings parted and you could see all of parisin its beauty- we all gasped and said .....WOW. that was So worth the trek.

the next time i go to paris i will watch the sun set there, but that will be for another time!

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