Limping back to Paris:
What's not cool --> a 25kg back-pack, camera bag, day pack and a buggered leg. One might be tempted to whinge and whine but as Forrest Gump said: "Stupid is as Stupid does!!". After a quiet week hobbling (looked a little like Arnie towards the end of Terminator 1), not partying and speaking heaps of French it was time to get ready to leave Biarritz. Most of my time was spent with a good bunch of Swiss. Advantageous because we spoke in French most of the time and secondly they were closer to my age than the 17 year old Irish girls from my class.
The final night out ended up being a lot bigger than expected but as Michele said the night before.. .."Connor, you are young. Enjoy because you can sleep on the train." After a high speed police chase through the streets of Biarritz, without the police, I ended up on the train back to Paris. Up, packed and onto train within 30 minutes. Not bad considering the normal travel time to the station is about 25 minutes!! The train ride, complete with the left over effects of the night before (hence shortly off to the catering cart for the WUB), lunch from Michele and a kind French university student who helped me compose my sms to Michele for a heartfelt "thanks" for the previous two weeks. I still have a lot of French to learn and my original plan of going to the Alps for a 4 week stint has quickly been changed to a return to Biarritz for the same time or more.
After staggering back to Paris, well it was probably more of a hobbling-stagger, I met Alice to go and house sit a cat at her uncle's place in the Marais, a very trendy artisan part of Paris. Many famous artists used to live in the area including Jim Morrison, who used to live in the apartment above where we were staying that night......no shit!!
Next was back to Oberkampf to stay with Rod, the Aussie guy (with so many different degrees of separation to me it wasn't funny) I stayed with in Montmartre last time. Oberkampf was were I ended up last year during the Fete de la musique, one of the best ideas for a government sponsored party in the world....to diverge, the French government decided that their lack of musical culture needed to be amended in order to keep up with their fine culture of fashion, food and wine (etc) and so they decided that , for the summer equinox, every year, there would be no noise restrictions across the entire country between 0800 and 0800. Hydrocoele, eat your heart out!! It must be noted at this stage that I am forgoing this spectacle to provide support to the Socceroos in Stuttgart against Croatia!!..................go the Socceroos.
Anyway, as I was saying, it was back to Obers. Time enough upon arrival to dump the back-pack, cameras and day pack (will get around to learning how to post photos) and then get ready for the days game, particularly Australia vs Brazil. Despite the result, there can be no doubt that the boys played well and after making it home for a house party at RobÂs (no bicycle accidents of course).......as another Shithead used to say:"once bitten twice shy") it was finally time to get a decent nightÂs sleep.
Tips for young players:
1. when injuring limbs it is a good idea to give said limb at least more than 48 hours to recuperate;
2. legs take longer to heal than arms;
3. my leg still hurts........probably related to points 1 and 2;
4. booking a train to Germany takes longer than 10 minutes;
5. traffic comes from the other direction in Europe!!
After finally booking the ticket to Stuttgart, it was off to go and meet some Krauts, discuss the wearing of socks and sandals and support the Socceroos!!!!!
The final night out ended up being a lot bigger than expected but as Michele said the night before.. .."Connor, you are young. Enjoy because you can sleep on the train." After a high speed police chase through the streets of Biarritz, without the police, I ended up on the train back to Paris. Up, packed and onto train within 30 minutes. Not bad considering the normal travel time to the station is about 25 minutes!! The train ride, complete with the left over effects of the night before (hence shortly off to the catering cart for the WUB), lunch from Michele and a kind French university student who helped me compose my sms to Michele for a heartfelt "thanks" for the previous two weeks. I still have a lot of French to learn and my original plan of going to the Alps for a 4 week stint has quickly been changed to a return to Biarritz for the same time or more.
After staggering back to Paris, well it was probably more of a hobbling-stagger, I met Alice to go and house sit a cat at her uncle's place in the Marais, a very trendy artisan part of Paris. Many famous artists used to live in the area including Jim Morrison, who used to live in the apartment above where we were staying that night......no shit!!
Next was back to Oberkampf to stay with Rod, the Aussie guy (with so many different degrees of separation to me it wasn't funny) I stayed with in Montmartre last time. Oberkampf was were I ended up last year during the Fete de la musique, one of the best ideas for a government sponsored party in the world....to diverge, the French government decided that their lack of musical culture needed to be amended in order to keep up with their fine culture of fashion, food and wine (etc) and so they decided that , for the summer equinox, every year, there would be no noise restrictions across the entire country between 0800 and 0800. Hydrocoele, eat your heart out!! It must be noted at this stage that I am forgoing this spectacle to provide support to the Socceroos in Stuttgart against Croatia!!..................go the Socceroos.
Anyway, as I was saying, it was back to Obers. Time enough upon arrival to dump the back-pack, cameras and day pack (will get around to learning how to post photos) and then get ready for the days game, particularly Australia vs Brazil. Despite the result, there can be no doubt that the boys played well and after making it home for a house party at RobÂs (no bicycle accidents of course).......as another Shithead used to say:"once bitten twice shy") it was finally time to get a decent nightÂs sleep.
Tips for young players:
1. when injuring limbs it is a good idea to give said limb at least more than 48 hours to recuperate;
2. legs take longer to heal than arms;
3. my leg still hurts........probably related to points 1 and 2;
4. booking a train to Germany takes longer than 10 minutes;
5. traffic comes from the other direction in Europe!!
After finally booking the ticket to Stuttgart, it was off to go and meet some Krauts, discuss the wearing of socks and sandals and support the Socceroos!!!!!
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