Vaga-Blog
- Volume II - Paris
(June 23-26)
YOU PRAYED FOR WHAT?
 We
took the train to Paris for the last three days of my parents’ trip.
We found a boat taxi that served as our transportation across the city,
and we visited the usual sites: the Louvre, the Eiffel Tower, Notre
Dame, the Luxembourg Gardens and several cafes in between. I loved
being able to show my parents around a bit and I even got them to take
the Metro.
We stopped at Notre Dame, and my dad
wanted to wait in line to get in. My mom and I opted for shopping instead,
so we promised to come back and get him an hour later. When we did,
he said he had spent 2€ to light a candle and say a prayer. When I asked him what he prayed for, he said “for
you to get a job.”
One night we had a great dinner at Le
Parraudin, which had come highly recommended by one of our tour books.
Apparently every other American had the same tour book, so all we heard
was English – which really irked us for some reason.
 We
decided you can’t be in Paris and not eat at Les Deux Magots. The restaurant offers more great people watching and some of the snottiest waiters I’ve ever encountered. One of them, while I tried to reposition our table, basically slapped my hand and said “I AM THE WAITER!” I
realize that I should have said yes,
you are, and thus you should be filling my drink and not scolding me
for doing your job!
My parents left yesterday, and I stayed
the night on my own and enjoyed two of
my favorite vices – greasy Chinese food and Grey’s
Anatomy (in French, of course, but the
voiceovers were quiet enough that I could still hear the English dialogue.)
The only English channel in my hotel
room is CNN, and it’s not the Atlanta version – it’s British. They repeat the news every half hour. So twice an hour I’m reminded that Paris Hilton is getting out of jail today. I think we all now understand why everyone else in the world thinks we’re ridiculous – because that’s
our headline news.
I sent an email to a friend that read: “IF I HEAR ONE MORE PARIS HILTON UPDATE ON CNN I AM GOING TO THROW MYSELF INTO THE LUXEMBOURG GARDENS.” I
meant it, too.
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