| After much "hustling" to get ready we exit the hotel at 10:30 AM...
only to find the Louvre line longer than yesterday. Even
better, it's raining and cold as hell, so we decide
to try and find something else - fast. But the lines are just
as looney everywhere, so we throw in the (sopping-wet) towel.
I don't know why a couple laggers who love sleeping in and lounging around in bed think we can wake up early, but c'est la vie. On the plus side, we found this newsstand on the side of the road where this old guy was selling original ads from 50's and 60's magazines. Not the fake "retro" crap, but the real deal. So we got some, and apparently if you bought a 1960's Yamaha motorcycle, it was the key to "The Swingin' Lifestyle" (I knew we were born in the wrong time period). Eventually we stumble on one thing that's always open - the Arch De Triomphe on the Champs D'Elysees. We snap a pic, then cruise along the Champs to do some overpriced shopping... only to wind up buying a couple $20 shirts in Zara, their equivalent of the Gap. We need a drink, so after some Indian food, we head to Bar Marchet ("cheap bar"), where we meet these cool German guys (led by Nils), who can actually pronounce "Nathan" (the "th" kills non-English-speakers). I'm an instant fan, so we all head over up to Les Bains, a dance club playing some of the worst 70's disco music ever (the trend continues). Through a freak linguistic mixup (I knew I should've studied French harder) I ended up ordering us 2 Corona's. But it's cool. C'est la vie.
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