Let's speak French!!

It doesn't matter how many "trend cities" will show up. Paris always will be Paris.

**French People**
Ok, you can't always say that the french people are the warmest people on the planet. They're not. But they are french, wich you kind expect them to be rude when you get there. But that doesn't mean that they'll be rude. French people have already that "blaze" face on, like they had smell something really bad. You can find the french at all times seating at cafes, smoking, meeting friends, reading books, drinking wine, wich for some people (obvioulsy including me that works the hole day), feels like they don't have nothing to do or they really get time to enjoy themselfs. As a french student that I am. I always tried first to speak french, even is not good enough to keep a conversation, but all of them were glad to at least see me try it, but they quickly changed to english, or I'd start with "Bonjour" and the response was a imediatly "Yes?". But I still met some good frenchs on the way.

**The Hostel**
We stayed at the Hi-Hostel Jules Ferry.The hostel has a good location, close to the subway station "Republic", half block from the "canal Saint Martin" ( the Amelie Poulin Canal of the movie), and has breakfast included for EUR 23,00 a night on a dorm. Sounds good but my stay was not so good.

We asked for a female dorm, and when I arrived there was a guy in our room, ok. I actually don't mind for this kind of things, but when you are at a female dorm you don't expect to wake up with a man inside the room you're staying. The woman that works in hostel was really rude to the people. And the last thing that made my trip almost get to a close, was the fact that I was robbed inside my dorm in the hostel. I had put my money and my passport and aswell my friend's inside a locker that was inside de dorm and put one of my padlocks. On the third day that we were there we found out that someone had break it the padlock and stole the money and my passport (somehow they found my friend's passport inside the shower room). I went to the police, gave a statement, but neither the hostel (or the police) had gave me much credit. After almost going crazy I've founded my passport inside a private hostel cabinet. But the hostel even gave my a refund for all the trouble caused,they actually refused to give me a refund, since at the end of things they suspect that it was stolen by a hostel employee. It was almost the end of my trip and they didn't care for any of it. They told me that the hostel had insurance for this kind of things, but I haven't heard a word from them. So be really careful.

**How to get around**
The "Metro" in Paris is EUR 1,70 (wich way), but it depends where you want to go since the map is divided by zones.
But the best way to really see Paris is walking. You can do a lot in a day if you decide to go to sightseeings that are close.
You can try as well to rent a bike. In Paris you can find bikes everywhere to rent. I actually tried to rent one but I couldn't understand the machine. If someone knows how to do it I would really love to know how.

*Train Prices*
CDG Airport to Paris - EUR 8,70
Paris to Versailles - EUR 3,05

**Some Prices in Paris**
Mc Chicken Menu - EUR 5,90
Bottle of Water sold in a Boulangerie - EUR 2,10
Bottle of water sold by an indian guy in front of Notre Dame - EUR 1,00
Half hour of internet @ the hostel - EUR 2,00
Locker @ the train station (1 large locker) - EUR 9,50
Bottle of wine sold by Sunny (indian guy) in front of the Eiffel Tower - EUR 15,00
Second bottle of wine sold by Sunny in front of the Eiffel Tower - EUR 8,00
Baguette + one "macarron" - EUR 4,40
One scoop of ice cream @ the Jardin de Tullerie - EUR 2,50

Entrance to Louvre - EUR 6,00
Versailles Le Jardin - EUR 8,00
Versailles Le Domaine de Marie Antoinette - EUR 10,00

Vin, baguette et la Tour Eiffel !!!!!!

At the arrive... I am here!!!!!

Was in Paris that I thought my trip would start and end in 4 days.... I will explain...

After a week trying to get the flight to Paris (with a short 4 days break in Recife), we were at the airport on the 8th at 3:30 p.m trying to see what would happen. I knew that I was the first on the list of priority for boarding but I didn't knew that I was already in the flight and already with a seat booked. I would know that almost 6 p.m when I asked if I could go to do some duty free. Duty and Free to go, I had the largest smile on my face, couldn't still belive that it was really happening.

The flight for me was hell. 12 hours of flight everytime is getting worse and worse. I usually sleep most of the time, but this one I slept for about one hour. So I watched almost all the movies that were playing ( Letters to Juliet, Plan B, Sex and the City 2, Karate Kid..), without counting that I did read most of my book (The One Fifth - Candance Bushnell). To help I asked for chicken on the plane for dinner, and I have no idea why but chicken from services of air companies never look or taste like chicken, it can look like anything else but not chicken, wich did not make me feel so good during the flight.

We arrived in Paris at around 1:30 pm, local time, and I felt like I had to walk all the aiport to finally get to the imigration. At imigration they haven't asked me anything, wich is always good, but their stamp was so light you can't almost see in my passport where I came trought, I hate that, one of the things that I expect the most is the stamp on my passport, anyway. We got our bags, my friend got off her high heel boots ( yeah she actually went on a backpack trip wearing high heel boots and with a huge suitcase), and we walk another marathon to get to the train station to Paris.

After trying and fighting (again) with the selling machine, that I couldn't manage to find the one that gave you change, I gave up and went to buy on the selling boths. The ticket to Paris was not that expensive, 9 euros and would live us straight at Gare du Nord where we should do a connection to the othert line that would lives us at "Republic". Very Easy.

But now I will try to make it a picture here. My friend with a 25kg suitcase trying to go up and down the stairs (off course because we are in Paris and THERE ARE NO ESCALATORS AT ALL). Off course as a goof friend I helped here with the suitcase but it really was dificult. But at least we arrived in Paris, and so many things would happen.....