After waking up at 3am to call someone (which never happened due to a little voice in my had that said not to) I woke up at 5 to catch the train to Paris. The trip was very beautiful although not breath taking, I guess I just don’t see anything of interesting in France (despite all the love crap people talk about). Once arriving here I noticed that I do not speak French and people don’t speak that much English either. So taking my clothes to the dry cleaners was more that a task today. I think I used every language I know and hand signs to try to explain I wanted to get my clothing washed by to-morrow. Everything here is also tons more expensive. In Germany a Fanta (which I love here) was 80 cents here, in Paris, its sometimes as far as 2 euro.

Other than that, things are pretty good. I haven’t spent any of the money so I’m planning on doing some shopping to-morrow.