Paris, an introduction

Well, my first views of Paris were slightly dismal. Your typical train station is by no means thrilling or exciting. In fact, they all pretty much look the same, which is what I expected when I arrived at MontParnasse. However, after exiting car Z, the caboose of the train, the entire train was boarded by police and military personal. Guys were walking around with machine guns, I'm like "sorry, did we take a turn and end up in the ME?" So I put on the jets and hustled to get away from the train. With all the hype about attacks and what not, I was going to have to board the metro.

If you have ever been to Paris, you know this is a feat. There are 16 underground lines, all in different colors. I have to take lines 13 and 2, so there was a transfer involved. In all honesty, the metro map is beautiful, but for €1.70 a pop, I'll walk from now on. Anyways, I pop up from the metro and there is the Moulin Rouge. Yes, the real one, except with a new windmill. This basically translates to: my hostel is located in Montmarte and there are a ton of people out and about. I was pleased about both these things. I asked a cop for directions and found the plug inn hostel.



The plug inn, although expensive, was great from the start. Plus, I had two argentinians roommates and a British one, all of whom were hilarious. There was some Spanish flying around, but as usual, it was nothing impressive. I went to bed around midnight so I could be up early for breakfast.

More exciting Paris travels to come!!