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Day 2
Paris and that.
We sure
did get lost this day
First of all some things that I forgot to mention in
yesterdays blog. My friend Ians has this thing about drinking milk before bed
and sometimes its real tricky to find milk, especially in the middle of nee
where. So I suggested that maybe we should have brought a small female animal
to milk for Ians. The only problem was that I said this while he was drinking
zee coffee and he kind of spat boiling hot coffee in his own eyes! Imagine
that. In the end we found some milk so there was no need to milk any small
animals.
Got lost quite a bit walking around Paris and lots of people
tried to direct us, probably because we would stand looking confused with a
map. Some people were very helpful but others gave us fake directions. Our stop
in Paris was quite short and we were pretty tired so we had tasty tea and
headed home. I had posh cheese on toast with salad and that, and Ian had
chicken salad. The waiter was very neglectful. The guy who ran the hotel was
very helpful.
The next day we had many quests. The first being to dry out
our lesbian pants*. We found a laundrette just across from the hotel and bought
some tasty croissant type snacks and some coffee and ate our breakfast in the
laundrette while we waited for our sweet sweet soon to be dry clothes. When we
took the clothes out though Ians vest had melted. This was his special keeping
him warm vest. We also found that his glasses had been in his pocket and now
looked like they had been mangled by some giant robot mangling dog type thing. We
managed to pop the lenses back in but they kept falling out and we decided that
they would probably need electrical tape.
My jeans also shrank a little which made them very tight. Along
with my huge motorbike boots I felt very German that day. We decided then that
we should try and avoid situations where we somehow lose or ruin/melt our
clothes and have to buy ball gowns and Nazi uniforms from charity shops to wear
for the rest of the trip.
Breakfast was tasty and it was quite sunny so even after
melting some of the clothes we were in reasonably high spirits and we set off
for the alps.
It turns the alps are a lot further from Paris then we
thought. Especially the campsite we booked. We were thinking maybe 270 miles. It
was more like 420 miles, and so the underestimation of our journeys began.
Ratings for this day include
Virgins tits : 5
Croissants : 3
Ghosts : 3.5
