"I don't wanna see Dave poop, but I kinda wanna see how he fits in there..." -Deathy, in regards to our most recent bathroom-
Welcome again to another update in the travelling life of Dave. I'll have you all know that the above quote sums up our accomodations for this trip in a nutshell. Furthermore, in case anyone was wondering, I still don't particularly enjoy travelling. I
thought, at first, that it was because I don't like spending money. After some thought on the matter, I realized that I do, in fact, enjoy spending money. What I don't enjoy is spending money badly. Travelling encourages, and even sometimes requires i
t. Hence, my inherant dislike. Continuing...
Sometimes, there comes a point in a travelling man's life when he realizes that he no longer has money for the finer beers in life, and that his best option might just be to buy some "Deagle Dan" bum rum, and sit on a beach overlooking the Mediteranean si
nging "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me." Also, sometimes that same man might have plugged sinuses, and not think twice about taking not one, but two, Advil "Cold and Sinus" in hopes of a good night's rest. If you can't smell trouble brewing, blow y
our nose.
Continuing with this "sometimes there comes a time" line of reasoning, sometimes there comes a time when a man, after having the afore-mentioned medication and singing, decides to toast his friend by stating, "I cry for Ryan". In this toast, that man mig
ht just have to shed a tear, lose his balance, and then somehow knock down an entire bookshelf full of random things, so as to shatter glasses, bottles, and other assorted items resting on a table directly in it's path.
I don't really know where I'm going with all of this. I don't know anyone who would be stupid enough to do the things I've just suggested. That person doesn't exist, and those things don't happen. End of story.
In related news, I'm in Paris now. Our first night was somewhat difficult, since we had no place to stay. After many toils, we managed to find a place in the "sin" area of town. It was sketchy to say the least. We spent the whole first day seeing as m
uch as we could here in Paris, and then the next day we took a day trip to the beaches of Normandy to see the US invasion sites. (we even had an awesome guided tour for our trip)
Today, we escorted Brian to the airport, and have since found yet another place to stay, as the last one was going to charge us for three people, even after there were only two of us remaining. The new place is alright, minus the seven flight, (not an ex
aggeration), epic stair climb to our room. All things considered, I think the only concern I'll have for the next few days will be remembering not to mix any medication down at the bar before trying to climb those stairs. GG, KTHX.
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