Bonsoir!

It's 11:30pm and im shattered, its been our final full day in Paris and although its awesome here, im glad im going to be going somewhere quieter!

I saw a side of Paris today that i had never noticed in any city before. I looked beyond the glitter and romance and at individual people. There was the man who was slightly mad, but turned to a crowded train full of people and said a touching speech in French (I didnt understand it but i think you can always tell if someone says somthing from the heart). There was the man today who was completely nuts, his hands were reaching to the sky and he smelt so bad I cannot describe it, his feet were in flip-flops and at first sight you think he might have a skin disease but when you look closer you see its actually dirt!

My two favourites were the drunk man, with a bottle of róse in hand, singing his heart out! And the young chinese guy on the Metro with three glass balls in his hands, passing the balls in and out of each other, i was mesmorised!

Needless to say the first time I had to find my own way back to the hostel alone i got well and truely lost!! And ive also pulled a muscle around my heart area! But i am still alive, Pontorson here I come!

Check out the pictures, they tell there own story.....