An American Alcoholic in Paris- I Really Need to Clean My Underwear
63Maybe I should start with a quick fact. Not a fact about Paris, or wine in the Loire Valley, or anything like that. This fact deals with me. More specifically, my travel journal, which Taylor so thoughtfully gave me for my birthday. I was pretty great about keeping up with it...for a few days. Fact #1: I left off on MAY 17th. I'd say I'm a bit behind. Fact #2: I went through it and wrote each date at the top of the page so I can start thinking backwards...turns out I'm really bad at that memory thing. I decided I'm going to search high and low for a stamp that I can use on each page that simply says "DRUNK."
So we went to the Loire Valley this weekend and stayed in a GORGEOUS chateau in the middle of fucking nowhere. Literally, I played with horses, goats, and peacocks. So random. Oh...the reason I was playing with all of those animals...the UGA group last year was so awful at this chateau, that the only way they would take us back this year is if we didn't drink! In WINE COUNTRY. Some fucking low-tolerance son of a bitch UGA student threw up from drinking, cleaned it up with a towel, and embarrassingly HID IT IN A CLOSET where nobody found it for a week. HASN'T THIS PERSON LEARNED ANYTHING FROM ATHENS? Like that everyone shamefully voms some time or another and nobody judges about that anymore? What an ass. So we had to try out this sobriety thing, and "get to know each other." Fucking ricock.
However, we did do some wine tasting, where I bought 3 bottle of wine at a reaaaaallly discounted price, so at least they made up for the alcohol sitch with that.
So guess who got the pleasure of being my first non-familial phone call (though I could consider her family)? Chan Chan, of course, for her birthday and to wish her luck on the LSATs she's ABOUT TO TAKE ahhh. Anyway, it made me want to call ALL OF YOU because I forgot how great it is to hear the voice of someone you love. Anyway, we "chatted" for more than an hour because I also forgot how nice it is to have intellectual stimulation (the roommate I don't like is hella vapid and pretty much shoots down any sort of intelligent conversation when she's around). So I'm REALLY excited about seeing you guys for the rest of the summer...even if it's just occasionally. Kristina...you'd better be ready for some serious Jami time.
So I went to the musee d'Orsay last week, which was the NUMBER one thing I wanted to do...impressionism all over the place. LOVED it. I'm going to see the Moulin Rouge in an hour and climb Sacre Coeur... also, I was thinking about going to a show at the MR, but it's 90 Euros at the cheapest, and I, completely spontaneously, decided to go to London this weekend! I'm going to see Kathryn while I'm there, so I'm SO excited. Also, I'm going to see a show at the Globe, even if I have to go alone. The two shows playing this weekend are A Midsummer Night's Dream and King Lear. The people I'm going with (2 guys and I are staying in a hostel together and 3 girls are staying at a friend's flat) said they would want to see MND, which of course I'd see, but King Lear is so freaking good. I'm hoping that's what we choose.
haha oh and I'm down to my LAST PAIR OF UNDERWEAR. I must do laundry. Looking through this email, it appears as though I've been YELLING at you guys. I guess I was in a Caps lock sort of mood today. Strange.
Ok I'm out. Gotta shower.
Kathryn I loved your emails and CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU.
Wish me luck in London! I'm going to try to do as much as I possibly can in 3 days. haha it will be tough. But I'm excited about waking up and saying things in a British accent like TOP NIGHT.
miss you much!
James
OMG I just remembered something. Out of nowhere. When I was in OM in 4th grade, we went to State...and I was WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. Omg that was the first time I dressed as a man AND became obsessed with the bard. Weird that image just struck me. haha
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