#16 Rue Plissant

So I'm siting at the above address enjoying one of the two cheap things found in Paris... wine (the other one is cheese... which I've taken advantage of equally). I arrived in Paris on Friday and spent the afternoon hanging out in a fabulous cemetary, taking pictures like a proper creepy-kid, then went to the Lourve in the vening. I speant one night at a hostel in Montmarte and am now staying with Erin, who is studying french in Paris and who kindly leant me her couch for a few nights.

Olya came over last night and we has some wine and went to a great live music venue, where the band was... not so great. Today was speant at the market and then again to the Lourve, where I could go everyday for the next 3 months and still not see half of the artifacts inside. Tomorrow I'm off to Centre Pompidou.

My favorite place in Paris is a lovely bookstore that Erin took me to yesterday. It's called Shakespear and Co, and has a wonderful selection of new and used english books. The best part is the interior - 2by4's sagging in the middle from the weight of all the books - from the floor to the ceiling. the store allows writers to sleep upstairs and has a fabulous history of hosting famous writers as well as publishing works. Inspiring, to say the least. And they have cats.

I'm enjoying reading and listening to all the french, but am a little hesitant when speaking it. Hortense, Erin's roomate, laughed at me and said that I was cute the first time I spoke in french around her. but listening is great.

i've got to pay attention now, we're having a mini french lesson.