November 2nd

Oh the weather outside is frightful. Meh rain is rain, such is Paris. Blue Planet wasn't any better in the morning, in fact it was once again worse. My poor little cellphone was on the brink of death, and since the modern world only needs one outlet per room above a random bed on the wall according to the dipshit brothers that run Blue Planet, I wasn't able to charge it during the night. I forgot the charger in my backpack, and after a huge breakfast at a nearby cafe, that is very delicious, I returned to Blue Planet and asked for my room key. The response I received was irritating. The man, though he's much more comparable to a worm, looked at me and said, "Could you turn around and read?" I did because 60% of the time I'm an idiot who falls for crap like that. Behind me was a small sign that stated the rooms were closed from 11 am - 3 pm for cleaning. Wow what bullshit and what attitude. I spun around and gave him my famous "I can and may kill you" face. He seemed less cheeky. My response, "I just need my cellphone charger from my backpack. I think that's reasonable." He sighed and asked for my room number. When I told him, he said that the key had never been returned. What a croque. I then reminded him that there were two other girls in that room and that it might be possible that one of them has the other key. After this he looked at me, looked at the cameras, sighed, and looked back at me only to say, "the room is being cleaned, be quick." No problem sir, I enjoyed making certain hand signs at the various security cameras. By the way, these guys are somewhat perverted with the amount of cameras they have scattered all over the place. Maybe if they spent more funding on hygiene rather than creeping on their guests, they'd have a better business. Also just because you're family owned doesn't mean you're friendly; two Parisian bastards equals poor environment. By the way audience, I plan to verbally destroy them on the review, and I mean destroy. They messed with the wrong English major. Yeah, yeah I know, doesn't seem like a lot but words can hurt. Especially when it's a review that’s posted on the key website where you receive all of your business. Back to Paris, so I did successfully grab my phone charger from the room. Kate and I left right after, no use sticking around that rat's nest, to the Champs d'Elysée for some window shopping. It was pretty awesome, sides the weather. As I said earlier it was raining, normally this isn't a problem except that Kate and I didn't have any umbrellas with us. Oops, again travel space issues. We hopped from store to store, that worked rather well, and ended up in Starbucks with some Mark's and Spencer's blueberry muffins. Why Starbucks? Pumpkin spiced coffee of course! Now in the States I can't stand Starbucks for two reasons; price and queue. But, the rest  of the world sadly does not have Dunkin Donuts, I miss you DnD I really do. After our lovely luncheon along the Champs d'Elycée Kate and I hopped a few metros to meet Paula! What was Paula doing in Paris? Well Paris is kind of Paula's "thing" her dojo almost. In this city she feels happy and at peace, almost a vacation from the troubles in Le Havre. Ha, well she was there to meet us for dinner since we were going to dine with a special guest. However, that's a few hours in the future. At the moment we decided to explore the theatrical area of Odéons. What a neighborhood. I have never seen so many bookstores in once place before! Also it had very quizzical, yes quizzical, costume shops. They weren't to Kate's liking since they were composed of masquerade masks. They had the really creepy ones with the hooked noses, something out of the Thief Lord. Anyhow we went there to go to the Luxemburg Gardens, but the gates were locked. Apparently they close at sunset, rats. We decided to explore the area a bit more before leaving for Place D'Opera. Why there? Why not! It was another place to explore, though unfortunately we only had about twenty minutes there since we had to make a dinner appointment. Funny thing about that, we were to meet him at Gare de Lyon which we did but it wasn't Kate who found him. She was searching for him everywhere too. Heh, I was the one who flagged dear Jonathan down. It isn't had to spot a suit in that area of Paris. We all we happy to see one another, after all it had been over a month since our last encounter. He even brought a few gifts, how charming. Mine was well suited I might add, Canadian maple syrup. Anyhow after the gush of greetings we waltzed on over to a restaurant, in fact the very restaurant we had eaten in the last time. There commenced conversation, what a surprise between college students. Although, Jonathan did do me a favor. Since I am an adult-child, there are certain aspects of my personality that relate to elementary behavior, hence the child part. Basically I am very amused by magic tricks, especially playing card magic tricks. He performed one for me and like a child I started to giggle in amazement. It was only later upon reflection did I realize that reaction was embarrassing for my age. Oh well, still an adult-child. Sadly Paula had to leave early since she needed to return to Le Havre. We all wished her well before she hopped onto the final train. Afterwards Kate, Jonathan, and I enjoyed a few drinks at a local pub before calling it a night. Ever the gentlemen Jonathan escorted Kate and me to Blue Planet, ensuring our safe return. Though with Blue Planet, I'm not so certain that safety is always guaranteed. Cleanliness definitely isn't! Still, it was a long frustrating but fascinating and in the end enjoyable day. Let's hope tomorrow is less radical.