Paris: Arrived 9 April. Train workers were on strike so we took a bus. St. Edwards got us a nice hotel for the first two nights and then I stayed in a hotel with some friends for three more nights. Saw everything: Notre Dame, Shakespeare & Co., Pere Lachaise Cemetery, Sacre Coure, Eiffel tower, got in to the Louvre and Musee D’Orsay for free just by showing my student visa. Rode the metro like 30 times. Saw Gertrude Stein’s old house, cafes were Hemingway wrote, a café were Malcolm Cowley punched the owner. Spent tons of money but it was great. I love Paris.
Dublin: Met Rachel at the airport, found our hotel near the city center, toured the Guinness factory and got free pints in the rooftop bar. Our whole trip basically revolved around Guinness and James Joyce. I got to see 7 Eccles Street and the James Joyce museum. Spent a lot of time laying on St. Stephen’s Green, this was nice after wearing myself out in Paris.
All of that volcano mess ruined my plans after this. Our flight to London was canceled so we caught a ferry to Holyhead, Wales. We slept on the floor of the train station. It was terrible. We caught a train to London.
My time in London was cut in half because of how long it took me to get there. I saw Piccadilly Circus for a few seconds.
After I abruptly left London with out saying goodbye to anyone I caught the Eurostar to Lille. I decided I didn’t want to go back to Angers just then. I tried to get a train to Brussels but they were all full so I just spent the night in Lille at a shitty hotel and went back to Angers the next(yesterday) morning. Because of another train strike I had to go to Tours—the land of fucked up train plans—and spend an hour there.
It is nice to be back in Angers. Today I rode my bike out into the suburbs. There is an old Slate quarry in Trelaze that is pretty cool. I ate lunch on the bank of the Loire and then got lost on my home and came back into Angers from the North even though I left from the South. I’m going to be in such god shape.
Also I gave myself a hair cut and removed my beard:
Sorry to anyone who ever thought I was handsome.
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