And to continue my bad day + morning
Well, lets continue now. Where did I leave off? Oh yeah.
Anyways, after it finally stopped raining more-or-less I went back to the hostel, grabbed my stuff, and walked up to O’Conner St to catch the bus to the airport. (It was about a 15 minute walk.) On the bus to the airport (40 minutes), I went over some basic French. (And boy do I mean basic. My entire vocabulary is “Yes”, “No”, “Thank you” and “Hello”.) Once I got to the airport, I checked in with Ryan Air. Despite what I’d been warned, I had no problems with the weight of my bag and everything went very smoothly.
The actual travel was pretty uneventful. Left 40 minutes late, but no problem with imigration or luggage or anything. However, it turned out I had overlooked something. The flight went into a regional airport which was an hour away by bus from Paris. On arrival, I had 12 Euros to my name. The bus fair was 13. You can see the problem. Thankfully, there was an ATM nearby. 
I finally made it into Paris at about 1:00am. Unfortunately, all the subways/buses stop running at 12:30. So I ended up having to get a taxi to take me to the approiate area of the city. (Have you ever tried getting a taxi at one in the morning, in an unfamiliar city, where you don’t speak the language, and have only the vagest idea where you’re going? Suffice to say it was quite the adventure.) When I finally made it to the Marias (the gay district of the city), I found a hostel and got a room for the night. By this point it was 2am. As you can imagine, all the travel problems did not make for a great end of the day.
So, to summarize, Wednesday morning/night sucked, the middle of the day was just fine.
June 17th, 2007 at 10:17 pm
ah, bummer. it sucks when things go wrong, I expericenced simular bad days when i was over there. Hang i there though and try to just forget about all the crap that happens that you can’t control