Missed my connection at Paris East station and had to wait for 2 hours. Paris is just like London, full of tourists, full of shite, full of fucking homeless people asking for your money. Managed to demolish a Macdo before dodging more homeless people, then I eventually got to Reims.
Went to the museum of where the German surrender was signed in World War 2. Was pretty good, not much jerry bashing though, just lots of maps and games of musical chairs with dead people.
Had a good laugh at the weekend though, got drunk and proved to the world that I'm pretty good when I'm up on that pole.
I was loving life up there I tells ya. Did a few other things worth mentioning
Watched Wales lose surrounded by the frogs in a Paddy bar. Got mugged off by paying £3 for basically a shot of coffee...cunts! Don't go to France they'll keep ripping you off, most clubs been asking for a tenner on the door...they can jog the fuck on.
Went to a Champagne house. G.H.Mumm it was, home of fancy things and an elaborate set of caves full of champers that could only be made more elaborate by the Viet Cong boys. Had a good time and thought it would be a good idea to penny someone during the tasting...I'm tres sophisticated!
Tinnies in the park were nice, apart from the fucking cunt kids asking for my tinnies. Got pissed after that and ended up working the pole in Wall Street for a bit.
Decided it'd be a grand idea to watch Stepbrothers when I got in, but fell asleep during Shark Week.
Sunday was shit really, went back to Romilly through Paris...which is a shithole by the way, and spent the afternoon watching Dr House in French, which ruins the fun of it all by making Hugh Laurie sound like a paedophile.
Potential english brekky tomorrow, but not getting my hopes up cus I bet they don't even use Heinz baked beans the cheap bastards...or they'll be on strike again!
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