Rival Kebob Gangs & Duurty Strippers
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Not long after Bondicus had left, it was time for me to get up. I had to go change hostels this morning. Luckily I had arranged one the day before. I told Jeff to give me a shout when they all wake up so I know what the plan is.
After changing hostels, I was wide awake so I thought where better to go for breakfast than my favourite creperie (they didnt remember me) up by Sacre Coeur and to sit on the steps with the vista of Paris as my breakfast backdrop. This is honestly my favourite place in Paris and one of my top places in the world. I am not really sure what it is, I can't put it down to just one thing. The views are incredible. The atmosphere is positively electric.
We decided to head to the Catacombs. This had been a must see for me as it had been closed the last two times I had been in the city. The queue was massive, so I thought Id keep Jeffs place. The sneaky Ukranian, thats all i have to say. He showed up just as I reached the top of the queue!
The catacombs were very cool yet very eerie. It was really freaky how the bones were all stacked so meticulously (too early to spell properly, im not very meticulous). However eerie it was, it didnt stop us holding a few performances of Hamlet. The "Alas, poor Yoric, I knew him well Horatio.
After the catacombs the two of us just strolled around the city aimlessly. We did see the Eiffel Tower, just a few streets over, the same with the Arc de Triomphe but to be honest we werent looking for either of those, more the hidden gems that we ahd never seen. Also we were just talking a whole load of bullshit so the random stroll seemed appropriate.
We soon met all the others down by the Moulin Rouge to go for some big dinner somewhere. We were once again joined by Kyle & Co and also another TBer Domenic. Dinner was somewhat interesting especially thanks to our wierd & crazy waiter.
The best part about dinner was when the bill came....somehow he forgot to include the drinks on the bill. I can tell you that there was a considerable amount of drink consumed. Someone suggested that it was intended and not a mistake so we decided to spend the money elsewhere!!
Before stumbling into a really cool rock bar, Lori suggested checking out shop along the road. About 10 mins after going into the "Adult Entertainment" shop, Lori looks up at the screen and goes "euhhh what are they doing thats disgusting!!".
Again, before stumbling into a really cool rock bar, two crepe stalls started to try and kill each other! It was really funny, one of the guys was randomly armed with the ancient martial art weapon of a potatoe while the other guy had his trusty knife, his butter knife that is. So funny!
The rock bar down the road was really cool. The band were class. The bar was a little empty but provided us enough space for our drunken shenanigans that followed! As it was Lori's birthday, she had agreed to do any shot I bought her. Unfortunately refused to make the one I wanted saying it was too strong, so I got her 3 slightly weaker ones, check out the video, she did me proud!
Before long, the band offered/ or else Hannah ordered that someone else could sing.
All too soon it came to the point in the night to say goodbye, a few of us had to get the last metro home to our hostels. So while the others were saying their goodbyes, I got in a big round of goodbye shots. It wasnt until I was walking out the door that Lori realised that I meant I was leaving then (I think the shots I bought may have just hit her haha), she then said that I couldnt leave and could have their floor. I then ran out to say sorry to the others for keeping them waiting and went back in for a few more hours of drunken debauchery.
Poor poor Comrade Jeff....we kept doing shots of vodka chased by another shot of vodka. I thought it was really cool to be drinking Wodka with a genuine Russian. Unfortunately at some point, our Jeff took a turn for the worst. I took the moral high ground and didnt take any photos as I felt bad for being partly responsible, but not really, my memory card was full (see Lori's blog for the kicker)
The girls wanted to head off to see a strip show, girls not guys. Normally this would be the greatest opportunity for a fella to go to a strip show but myself & Ben felt that we should bring the young Russian home before he starts doing some crazy Russian Mafia stuff. The girls went though, although turns out it was a complete rip off. Excuse the pun, really not intended.
Back in the room, Lori invited some random Scottish bloke into our room. I grew to hate this guy very quickly. 5 mins later, his mate randomly walked into the room and 10 mins later their other friend. At this point, Lori & Ruby ran up stairs and jump on a poor "distracted" young scottish man. 10 minutes later, Lori was asleep leaving myself and Ruby to have to put up with them. One of the lads though he had better side burns than I had with my beard, hmmmm. We did agree that their sense of humour was way better than Lori's, they like the legend that is Billy Connolly while she liked some random bloke who likes to poo on peoples jackets......