Omg how many sweaters are you wearing, dude?

Alright, so I went to Paris this week, Sunday through Wednesday super early in the morning.  I took lots of pictures so I could share them with you (and also so I could remember what I did).

I left Bordeaux at 12:18 on the TGV on Sunday.

I sat next to this guy:  (I was trying to be inconspicuous but I couldn't fit us both in a selfie that way)

He was real sleepy.  He slept pretty much the entire way.  And omg he was wearing like 10 sweaters when he got on the train.  I stood up when he arrived because he was by the window, but then I had to keep standing for the duration that it took him to take off all 10 sweaters and it was super awkward.

It takes three hours by Very Speedy Train to get to Paris from Bordeaux, so I arrived around 3:30pm.

From there I took the metro (lines 4 and 7 just if you were wondering) to get to the hostel I was staying at.  I got super lost in the second station, which is not my fault because France has not standardized the "forward" arrow.  Sometimes it points up, sometimes down, and if you're not prepared you will turn around thinking it means "backwards" (it never does, don't do that).

I met Amy (my mother's friend's daughter--which is a word pattern that exists very rarely in other languages apparently [I learned this in Anthropology of Parenting the one time I went--most other languages work out from the person you're referencing instead of from yourself]) at 5pm at the hostel and we walked down the canal and down like 12 other places and really quite a far distance to get to a creperie further downtown.

By the point that we got there I was literally so hungry so I had egg and ham and cheese and I was not hungry anymore after that if you were wondering.  We had to eat fast because the table we were at was reserved for someone else half an hour later.

Then we took another metro (and bought me a "carnet" of tickets --thank you French V for that word) and had dessert crepes at another place.

All this walking and crepe eating and metro riding put me back at the hostel around like 10/11ish.

Here are some pictures of my 8 person female dorm that I actually took the last day.  I was sitting in my upper bunk so the angles are "artistic".  You're welcome.

That's it.  That's all I did on Sunday.