Craziest Weekend Ever Part Two- Friday

Friday was another wonderful day in the sequence of the best weekend ever. After sleeping in late, I met up with Sarah, Hillary, and Margaret (poor Laura has Friday Class) and we attempted to go to a fashion museum which actually turned out to be the Baccarat Museum. If you thought you've seen nice crystal you haven't until you have been to this museum. If is in an old mansion by Trocadero and is all about reviving the spirit of being super duper rich and having ginormous crystal things that dont really do anything. So basically it was amazing!!!!!! The snooty hostess person said we couldn't take pictures but we did anyways!!!!!!!

Then we went on an epic quest to Thanksgiving, an American grocery store here in Paris. While I could not afford to pay four euro for a box of kraft macaroni, or a whopping nine euro for a box of oreos, it was nice to see. Amid the boxes of pancake mixes and children's cereal, I felt a little less nervous about the rest of my eight months here in Paris. In the end, I opted for a an of Dr Pepper (which soooooooo sadly does not exist here). For 1.5 euro, it was most certainly the best Dr Pepper I have ever had! (We all got Dr Peppers and savored them)

We then wandered around in the Marais, a very cute neighborhood in Paris, and found THE BEST street in the entire world. It is the paper street and it has every little fancy overpriced correspondance card you ever fell in love with. There were the most beautiful leather journals and fancy pens. Pretty much I just wanted to learn calligraphy and go to the countryside to write letters and feel accomplished. Margaret bought a beautiful journal at this store that was going out of bussiness. Good thing I didn't have any cash with me, but I am seriously contemplating a return in favor of some of their fancy little pen ink sets!

Eventually we all went our seperate ways, only to meet up again later to go out! We started out at the Frog and Princess, an Australian bar on a street actually called Princess. It is actually a microbrewery which was pretty cool, especially since Paris is not really a big beer place. It was super hot because the power went out and the air-conditioner died. We were also stalking this one table for almost two hours because these two men who were ALMOST DONE THE ENTIRE TIME were being table hogs. I gave them my evil eye but I don't think they cared at all.

This place ended up being a ton of fun though because Aaron Moy, one of my friends from high school, came out because he is studying in France too, so it was great to see him. Eventually we metro-ed it over to oberkampf to go meet Margaret's conversation partner. After some weird wanderings, we finally found where we were going. Unfortunately there was a long line to get in and Laura and I had to go to the bathroom like there was no tomorrow, so we ran off down the street to this empty little corner bar where we got a beer just so we could pee. To the bartender, this was pretty much the weirdest thing that ever happened.

When we ran back up the street to everyone else we found out we had to pay a 5 euro cover to get in. Realizing that we could get 2 euro beers back at crazyman's bar down the street, Laura and I ran back, with Aaron in tow, to go hang out at ye olde corner bar. Actually it was a lot of fun and the bartender was telling us all about his travels in america.

After leaving we were in serious need of some McDo so we wandered for about 45 minutes looking for one (I discovered yesterday that there was literally one around the corner but we sure didn't see that one now did we?) and got the best mcdo milkshake ever.

However of course, thanks to my photo taking, Aaron and I missed the last metro connection! Disaster! So we decided to walk to Chatelet where we could get the night bus.

On our mile long hike, who did we run into but Sarah, Michelle, and Kelly? What a weird world! When you only know about 100 people in Paris, running into three of them at two in the morning is pretty random. While Michelle walked home and Kelly took a cab, Sarah joined us in pursuit of the night bus.

On the way we ran into a bunch of crazy people (is that a suprise or what) and also took pictures wearing bunny ears to be a part of some girls art project. Finally we found the night bus, which didn't really drop me off all that close to home, and finally, at 330, I fell asleep the second my head touched the pillow.