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I did not plan to go to Paris at all in this trip, or I can say I did not plan anything... haha, and not even think of it. But I met a Taiwanese girl in Amsterdam, and she went to Paris directly afterward, so I think it might be good to have an accompany to walk around for couple hours since Paris was on the way back to St Etienne. Therefore, I bought the train ticket from Brussels to Paris on the 5th, the day before I left Europe, and the ticket cost me 82.00€, so expensive... but it took only an hour and 20 minutes.

At 11:35am, the 5th of January, 2008, I arrived Paris. Since last time I've been here was 10 years ago, the year of 1998. Not too excited, because I was in a hurry to buy the ticket back to St Etienne later on so that I know when to come back to the station and I had to meet the girl at noon at the Place de la Bastille, so I don't really have time walking around. After brought the ticket, I had to take the train to another station, because that's the one I need to take back to Lyon and St Etienne. 

However, I realized the Paris main train station was fucking huge, I walked inside the station at least 30 minutes to find my train and got in line to buy a ticket to the next destination, Nevertheless, I need to put my package to the locker, and I spent like an hour to find it with my strained feet. I kept swearing inside of my heart, by the time I almost gave it up, I found it, and I had to walk through the security for putting my bag into a locker. I was so nervous when my bag under the X-ray, because I got the weeds that left from Manu in Amsterdam, and I took them with me all the trip. 

I got lucky that they did not find out anything, but the worst thing happened. I only had 50.00€ in my wallet and no coins. It only needs 4 euros for the locker. I was trying to put the bag inside and not lock it for couple hours, cause I will be leaving soon after 5 hours and there was nothing important for thief to steal. Somehow, I felt that I would be feeling unsafety during the whole afternoon, so I walked out to buy a chocolate croissant at a station stand. She looked at me with the 50.00 as if it was fake, but I had no choice to buy a 1.50€ croissant with 50.00€. 

Anyhow, when I finally arrived the destination, Eve already gone..... of course, it was 1:30pm already, no one would wait for that long, and I was just a girl that she met two days ago. I still texted her and stayed for like 10 minutes. The amazing thing happened, she showed up before I gave up upon her appearance and she walked me to anywhere with my lame feet until I had to get back to the station and back to St Etienne to end the trip. 

Who gives it a shit of "LV", see my little finger


I walked to Avenue des Champs-Élysées, Arc de Triomphe, Gare de Lyon, Bastille, Opéra de la Bastille, and Hôtel de Ville and more that I had no idea what was that.....

Even though it was only 3 hours walking around in Paris, because we spent a half hour sitting at Paul, a nice bakery restaurant, taking some rest for my feet, it was still worth even weaken my feet. After I arrived at Manu's, my right foot was swollon and all reddish.... 

La Champagne crêpes et chocolat chaud à Paul


more photos go to: http://www.pixnet.net/album/nicoleyu1/13405116

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