So I am currently sitting on a train headed for Munich. My train left this morning at 7:30 and I’ve already made my one transfer in Stuttgart. On the first leg, I sat next to a very nice German guy named Tim. He is living in Paris for a year working at a home for people with Alzheimers. He spoke English really well and we talked for a long time. It was great. He translated words on my train ticket for me and asked the guy the question I had about transferring. And he carried my suitcase off the train for me. Awwwww! It was cute cause he’s been speaking in French (obviously) a lot lately so he was struggling switching to English. He would revert not back to German but to French. I can totally understand that. Anytime I’m somewhere where another language is spoken, I somehow automatically revert to Spanish, not English – as though my brain goes “oh yeah, non-English . . . I’ve got non-English stuff in here too”. I catch myself starting to say gracias instead of merci or thank you. Funny.
Anyway, Tim and I got each others’ names so we can be Facebook friends. Cause I’m so into Facebook. Haha. He was very cute, but way too young for me. [Now that I'm here in Munich, Tim has already added me and I was definitely right about too young for me. He's 20. And just turned 20. HA. But I can prove that he's cute thanks to Facebook. Fyi, he didn't look like he was posing for a hair magazine today. His hair was done quite a bit more . . . conservatively. Check out those cheekbones!]So I’m officially done in France. Sad. I really liked Paris a lot. I found people to be very friendly and helpful and I loved the city. AND, I never got rained on! Before I came, the forecast showed rain for every day. I was prepared to be battling rain the entire time, but Heavenly Father must really love me cause no rain! It rained overnight and the streets were often wet, but I never got fully rained on. So nice. The forecast for Munich shows rain as well, so we’ll see if it comes to pass this time.
Anyway, I thought while I’m sitting here on the train, I’d put together a post of things from Paris that weren’t part of the specific “sights” necessarily.
First of all, I realized I never posted the pictures I took of my hostel room. So here they are now, now that I’m gone.
This was a really nice hostel – as you can see all the beds have curtains, which was great. Also, each bed had 2 plugs and a little light so you could light up your own little bed area. The “lockers” were under the bottom bunks and they’re basically big cages with a spot for a padlock. Here’s mine with my lil suitcase in there nice and secure. Last night I finished getting all packed up and ready so I could sneak out early this morning. I put everything in my locker, shut and locked the padlock and as I did so realized that the key to the padlock was inside my backpack . . . now locked up in the locker. Way to go Linds. The couple from Singapore was in there and saw me shut the lock and then immediately slap my forehead. They were so nice and helped me tip the cage and the bag until I could reach in and grab the key. SOOOO glad I realized that last night and not this morning when I was trying to be quiet enough not to wake the 9 other people in my room up. Luckily, it wasn't too loud last night. I was a bit worried. But the Australians were only getting started on the cheap stuff in our room before they went out for the night. I guess alcohol is really expensive here. They were even nice enough to offer me some of the cheap stuff they were drinking! If they only knew.
Next subject. A couple years ago, Paris started this AWESOME (in my opinion) initiative where they have public bikes. Seriously the coolest idea. All around town you see these rows of futuristic looking bikes that can be “rented” from any of the depots and returned to any of the depots. Like a Redbox for bikes. They’ve all got baskets on front and headlights and such and I just think it was a genius idea. No need to lock them up everywhere you go, you just leave it at the depot and get another one when you’re ready. I loved seeing the depots all over the city.
And while we’re on the subject of transportation – bikes specifically – one of the things I LOVE about Europe in general (not just Paris) is how people of all ages and from all walks of life use numerous means of transportation. You see men in suits riding bikes or scooters all over the place. Old men with white hair on bikes with a messenger bags. I love it! This is the only shot I could get while being surreptitious; I wanted to get one of the older gentlemen so bad.
Actually a lot of the shots in this post are going to be a bit blurry or tilted in the name of sneakiness. I obviously didn’t want to bust out the camera and snap a picture of someone right in front of them, as though they’re one of the attractions . . . so I’d pull out my little point and shoot and pretend I was looking at a picture or something. Hold it down at my waist, not up by my eye. I’d keep my head up like normal and be walking and trying to point the camera in the right direction as I went. Standard trick I’ve used many times. Haha. Sometimes it works great, but lots of times I have random pictures of my own feet or the tops of peoples’ heads and such. Good times.
I honestly didn't realize that people actually dress like the stuff you see on the runways. There's my ignorance coming through. Complete ignorance when it comes to the fashion world.
So I love the random things you see on the streets in large tourist filled cities. The musical instruments and acts change a little bit, but you find these guys everywhere. I love the piano guy!
Another thing you see, and this one might actually be particular to Paris, is a photo shoot of a model happening right in front of the Army Museum. Nice!
Actually, I take it back now that I think about it. In Madrid in the Plaza Mayor we saw them doing something similar with a lady all dressed up.
This one just made me laugh. American Apparel. I love that the mens clothing is all red white and blue. As though people in the USA only dress in American colors. LOVE IT! [Walking around Munich tonight I saw a "Western Store" - that was literally the name of it, and the point seemed to be the same. They had Levis. Very American]
Anyway, that about covers it for Paris. Great place. Glad I got to spend some time there! Munich looks promising as well. (We're back to the present tense now) Tomorrow I'm headed to "Mad" King Ludwig's castles in Bavaria. I did some stuff in Munich tonight but I'll have to blog it later. I'm tired, I'm waiting for my laundry to finish and then I'm going to bed!


















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