Yeah, yeah, I was supposed to be writing about the Horrible Hostel, but I don't have the time to work up the requisite rage to lambast in properly, so y'all are getting stuck with this little piece ( Read more... )

First off: frivilous penguin note: The "crazy" penguin is a bit too jubilant for my tastes. When I said my mood was crazy, I meant insane, not mind-blowingly happy. Sigh ( Read more... )

On the 30th of July, I took the train from Cannes to Nice, and in Nice had an adventure. But before that is explained, I must write on a related topic ( Read more... )

27 July: Went to the Orsay, saw lots of Monet and Van Gogh, including one painting that everyone was convinced was "Starry Night," only it wasn't. It was just some other starry night by Van Gogh. Afterwards I spent the time watching the Tour de France, which was concluding on that day. I was rather lucky to see it, I think, because I did not ( Read more... )

July 26:

Got up nice and early, took the RER to Versailles. Went on the tour of the King's Apartments, saw Louis XV's real bedroom. Apparently, unlike his predecessor Louis XIV, who had NO private life, this Louis actually like to sleep in a bed in the other wing of the palace. But he still had to do the going-to-bed and waking-up-in-the- ( Read more... )

So, I have not been able to get to an internet cafe in days. And this one has a keyboard that is all weird, and I can not find the apostrophe, so this will have very few contractions. In any case, I will just start from where I left off a few days ago and see how far I get.

I had a lovely Live Journal post planned. It was quite brilliant. Then I went to the internet cafe and discovered that the keyboard here is a bit different. So. This shall be shorter than usual ( Read more... )

Finally found an only mildly thieiving internet cafe (£2 per hour), so I may finally update all my loyal readers (and you'd better be frantically checking this every hour to hear more news about my Glorious Adventure) about my Glorious Adeventure ( Read more... )

...this was supposed to be all about my lovely London adventure, except this place is charging me £1 for eight minutes of internet access. So, it will have to wait until I find something cheaper ( Read more... )

...well, flying. Over the, um, dark black shrouded-in-night Atlantic. Well, that's what I'm up to tomorrow, so I suppose I shan't be updating this for a few days...not until I'm in London in any case ( Read more... )