Paris: Friday March 25- Monday March 28- at the airport, amanda orders a sandwich and clearly gives the guy a 50 dollhair bill. he gives her change for a 20. he honestly just pocketed 30 euro... we called the manager and put up a fight, but the douchebag lied to us.
- we get in the cab in paris and the driver cannot speak a lick of english and on top of it, he doesnt know where to go. he drives us in circles for honestly 20 minutes and sasha and i are trying to navigate/yell at him in french. wow, thanks high school french for getting me NOWHERE.
- had an amazing dinner after mr. toads wild ride. dinner consisted of duck confit, and roasted potatoes, a nice change from italian food.- saturday: we headed to notre dame and saw where quasimodo lived, we also heard him ring the bells for us. what a gentleman. i never understood why esmerelda never got with him, i could get over that face i think. we also saw the gargoyles which were amazing.
- the girls got bombarded by these little shit gypsy kids who pretended to be deaf, but clearly werent because an hour later we heard them yelling to each other. what fucking assholes.
- had lunch at a bistro where i ordered a croque monsieur, basically a fancy grilled ham and cheese. it was amazing, but they charged me 4 euro for a tiny ass bottle of water. the french are such douchebags.
-we walked along the siene going towards the eiffel tower eating nutella crepes, and took a million pictures while trying to fend off the obnoxious venders "1 euro".
- had dinner where the woman told me that i should "work on my french" seriously such douchebags. sorry i cant pronouce sausage correctly in french. fuck you.
- hostel confiscated our alcohol because apparently it was dry... soo we had to grab it before dinner and brought it to cameron and danielle's apartment they had for the weekend. everyone on my program who was in paris at the time was there. we had a pregame, they went out while we went home. we were preparing ourselves for barcelona in the next few days.
- ran into some drunk french kids while i tried to hit on them using my best french speaking abilities. FAILED.
- went to the metro to go home, it stopped running and we found out after we were waiting for it for 15 minutes. hate my life.
sunday: 
- i went to the louvre and the musee d'orsay by myself. no one wanted to go with me. whatever. no one appreciates art like i do...culture defective ammmuricans. didnt even see half of the louvre but saw the mona lisa which is pretty neat... - the musee d'orsay had a gaugain and van gogh exhibit so i HAD to see it. it was amazing, everything i imagined it would be
- met up with everyone including pat and justin and had dinner at this restaurant my mom had suggested called Champs Du Mars. ordered the steak frites, totally expensive, the waiter hated us because we were americans (seriously these douchebags think their shit doesnt stink) and then left to go to the eiffel.. every 20 minutes it lights up and it was so romantic. FML.
I miss you Ainsley! But it looks like you are having a great time :)
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