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Entered on: February 26, 2004 by BigFatty
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Just got back from Paris. Did the tourist stuff ? Norte Dame, Eiffel Tower, Versailles. Went with Nathan and his buddy Heath from GR. We had a pretty good time. Our hotel was cheap ($60/night ? 3 beds), but nice, including our own shitter. It was just down the street from the Moulin Rouge and the Red Light district. We walked down the strip one night. It was just a bunch of overpriced strip clubs with girls trying to get you to buy an overpriced glass of champagne (remember Costa Rica). It was definitely no Vu!
The highlight of the trip was a little fondue restaurant Nate found in a guide book. Refugee des Fondue was very small place and packed! It had two long tables and you sat family style. To get to the other side of the table, you had to walk over the top of the table. The owners made the girls do this, cuz they helped them over of course! Very nice when the girls wore dresses! For only $15 bucks you got a cocktail, appetizer, cheese or meat fondue, and a baby bottle of wine. A baby bottle meaning with the nipple and all. It was a very fun place and everyone there was getting toasty with all the wine. The best part was when this little troll of a woman came in. She was maybe 2 feet tall, had the thickest glasses you ever saw, hair on her face, and she was probably slightly retarded. She sold packs of cigarettes from a little box she carried. She was something to behold. But, man, when she spoke she had a voice like the wicked witch of the west ? like a screech from a seagull. Her name was Janette. She seemed to be in a good mood. She asked Heath if he wanted some cigarettes. He doesn?t speak French. This amused Janette. Heath was sitting down and with her standing next to him, they were face to face. She let out this huge, raspy cackle. This floored us. Heath was ? fuck this I got to get a picture! Janette took a liking to Heath and proudly posed for a photo with him. The best part was when Janette left. She walked by Heath and went to give a him kiss. Heath was totally unprepared for this and was squirming to get away. He got a wet, sloppy, hairy kiss on the forehead. I did chastise Heath for trying to deny Janette. Come on, ugly girls need love too!
The best part of Paris was the eating. I have been cheap on the food in Grenoble because I?m on a tight budget. But in Paris I let myself live a bit. This restaurant, called the Hippotamus, served me the best plate of ribs ever! There was so much meat on the bones I thought they brought me a fat-ass steak. You could not even see the bones, they were so tiny. The meat was superb! High quality with little fat. Even the sauce was good. In France the restaurants sometimes offer a formula ? pretty much a combo. This is the only way to get food. For only $22 bucks I got 4 Thai chicken satays, ribs with fries, a carafe of wine, cheesecake, and coffee. If you ordered these separate you would easily pay $40. Shit negro, that?s all you had to say! I was eating Big Fatty style that night!
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