I slept in today. I think all this moving about has me requiring a level of hydration that I'm not quite use to and that combined with all the wine; the exhaustion in general is having an affect on my engery and overall health.
This is so different than traveling with my friends, a la- bar and bathroom tours and sightseeing secondary to fun. Not complaining, I just don't have an overwhelming interest in most of the sights that everyone else is into. That came out wrong. I am so interested in all of this, I just can't shake my attraction to the 20th Century; cubism, dada, the surreal- the political atmosphere surrounding this city prior to the Spanish Civil War, WW II- Paris in the 60s...
I guess what I'm getting at is I don't want to look at another cathedral or monument. At least not today. So, my plan is then to just hope on a metro and see what happens. This time alone and with abosultely no plan.
Also, my address for the next month is:
Foyer Tolbiac
Room 425
234, rue de Tolbiac
75013 Paris
So, write me here. I'm dropping some letters and postcards in the mail today.
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Ugh...I know how you feel. Like in China when we went to a fucking Buddhist temple every other day. Show me a toilet vs. a hole in the ground and cheeseburger vs. another bowl of rice NOW. Love u, miss u.
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