No pun or subtlety in the title today. I want to talk about exactly what it says: French souvenir shops are perverted.
It seems like every single shop I go into has the same things; hats, I <3 Paris shirts, and Paris purses. I expected all that. But what I didn’t expect were the sex cubes (a different position with every role!), condoms (Je t’aime!), nude playing cards (eh?), and thongs. Ok, thongs I suppose are fairly standard. But sheesh.
In other news, I love Paris and want to live here. I don’t have to speak French to ride the Metro, which I figured out all on my own, get food, since pointing and handing over money isn’t too difficult, or buy most things (pointing again). I suppose getting a job might be a bit tricky, but if this blog ever gets off the ground, I can just get money like this!
Or prostitution. That also seems like a viable option. I’ll just yell amounts in Euros and stick my leg into the road. That’s how it works, right?
Eugenia will be back on schedule this Thursday once again, and I’ll probably just do intermittent blogs and vlogs for the rest of the week. And now for some pictures!
The Notre Dame outside our window!
Oh my GOSH I love Paris. This is like a block from the apartment.
I think I have more pictures of food than anything else. Mmmmm
This is a wall of “I love you” in all different languages
Acceptable French parking… we’ve seen closer, though. I’ll stick to walking
This boat goes everywhere. On Tuesday I’ll be riding it around alone, writing and stuff.
Some tower thing. I didn’t bother to learn its name.
He had a big machine gun outside of the tower thing.
Miniatures of the statue thing. There were a lot of vendors like this.
If you can’t tell, the guy has “69” on his pants. Hm.
The Bastille open air market… cool shoes
The arch thing (I honestly can’t remember this one’s name)
its the arch of triumph
yay!! awesome pictures! looks magical.
Teh eiffel tower really isn’t that cool. I understand your not learning its name. It’s only like the most recognizable landmark ever, besides the pyramids.
Oh, THAT’S what it’s called?? (In response to both comments. It’s to be read sincere to the first comment and sarcastic to the second one)
MORE PEOPLE SHOULD COMMENT.
Yeah, Europe is apparently pretty pervy. Lisa says that the czech gift shops where full of dildos.
I think the name in french is like, L’arc de Truimph. Could be wrong; I picked that up from a Corbasson lecture about a year ago.
How much did your apartment cost?! I mean, it’s fairly large, in Paris, near the Notre Dame…
The apartment cost the same as a hotel would have. Which is what was so awesome. It had an insect problem and the washing machine didn’t work.