So this is the second installment in the Paris adventure, So if you want to read the first part first, move down to the next Blog entry.
After we Left Sacre Couer, we walked through a little tourist village behind the church. There we met more friendly artists who wanted to chill with us, and draw portraits of us. I love a town that loves to share its art with the people.
We found a little cute restaurant to grab a beer and a taste of food. There was a silly guitar artist who wanted to share his art with us as well. We ordered a little pate, and some drinks and he asked where we were from. We said America and he turned his back and walked away. Nice folks here. I guess he didn't understand us is what Gigi is telling me. He eventually joined us at our table at the worst time possible and decided to sing La Vie en Rose to us. I enjoyed my libations and we went a walking. We ran into this church which had a beautiful St. Genevieve stain glass piece. This was the pulpit... until I stole it for our apartment.
We saw many foods in windows, this is one of the more colorful and expensive ones. These were 22.50 euro a piece. That's $$$.
This is some of the Graffiti thats EVERYWHERE, apparently there is no budget for getting rid of the stuff. When you ride the trains you can go through small towns where the population is a goat and there will still be tons of graffiti facing the track.
This was our second tourist spot destination. It's an odd little commercial area with a huge mall (on the right) The mall was full to the brim. It was saturday afternoon and it looked like everyone in paris was there. Everything is on some crazy sale all through January, but there are no other sales until the month of july and thats it two month long sales. Thats the arche de triumph down the center there and it's perfectly lined up with this square terrorist proof building in the next picture. I saw the building in an architecture magazine, and was hoping to see it ever since I knew I was coming here. So one picture is looking one way and the other picture is looking the other way
So by this time we were getting hungry and tired so we headed back to the apartment and grabbed some chinese and vegged out for a while.
So Saturday night we went to Fleche d'Or or as I was calling it Felching Door to see Delta Spirit. We were hoping to get there before they went on even though the show was scheduled for 8:00 to 6:00 in the morning. They were setting up and strumming their instruments as we walked in the door. It even gave us time to grab our drinks at the bar. This was one of the coolest venues I had ever been to. It had a huge bean shaped bar right in the middle of everything and it never took long to grab a drink. It sat over the rail road and had the back area look over it. I would definitely recommend checking it out for any show if you come by this way.
The Delta Spirit show was so perfect. They played awesome and all my favorite songs. Those guys can put on a show. They tried speaking a little french which was funny and when they spoke english it didn't seem like it went over with the crowd so well. It was all fun and funny. So afterwards there were some young angsty french acts which weren't so appealing so we cooled off on the patio. Eventually members of Delta spirit came out and we started talking to them since we spoke the language to speak.
It was really nice to be able to speak to some american folks. We don't get that chance often, and I was surprised at how much I missed it. Matt was drunk and said some shit like Sara Palin was from MN. We laughed at him and made a bet that she wasn't. We got a couple beers out of the deal. We shot the shit for hours, about MPLS, which they will be playing soon at the 7th street entry, and Australia, and accents. Eventually it came out that I was a mortician, and some of the guys were fascinated, which is cool because my favorite subject to talk about is MYSELF, Duh! (which couldn't be more obvious with this extensive blog) 
We left the band late that night, they had to pack up and we needed to catch our last train back to the apartment. They said they wanted our number so they could call us to hang out the next day... they never called. like it mattered, we had shit to do and needed to get out of town. The band manager was so impressed with my mortician stories that he yelled out to Gigi that I was a guru, and that he would be telling my stories forever. We still don't get the Guru line.
We crashed hard again, and woke up in enough time to be late for another train. We were so late in fact we resorted to grabbing a cab. I just remembered what made us late, lunch and a pair of really odd bloody mary's. They came with only grapefruit on the rim of the glass and an umbrella. we drowned it with enough tabasco and salt and pepper to make it some what recognizable. It was still really nice to have something from home.
We grabbed the train with both Gigi and I not feeling great. We closed our eyes and let the train take us away. We woke up in enough time for Gigi to beat me for the second time in a row in pinocle. I taught her way too well.
These last pictures were oddly placed, but it was our apartment in france. The one is a court yard in the middle of it all. I guess the more windows the more money. Thats your lesson in real-estate for the day. Use it.
Good bye for now. Gigi and I had an really good dinner tonight. It was doctered up spanish rice, and the doctor was IN tonight, delicious. I might surprise her with a sunday in a second. Get ready for another huge post in a week. We will be going to Bordeaux tomorrow for a couple of days. We will be staying with Gigi's friend who is a bartender, and DJ, So free drinks for us. We'll be staying at his place with Kendra too. So other than a few expenses Like the thirty six euro train ticket. It will be a relatively cheep trip. AND I got a new hair cut for the trip too, I can't wait for you guys to see it, It is one of the craziest haircuts I have ever had. CRAZY
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