So we get back into Paris. We got off the rer train at the eiffel tower exit but... Our camera was dead. We decided to put off going up the eiffel since we couldn't take a picture of it. We ate dinner. ( some forgettable place ) We headed back to our 'hood. the latin quarter. Decided to drop by for a beer at a place called Lucha Libre. It's the cha cha of the left bank yo!
In the cave of a basement downstairs they have a wrestling ring set up. Some girls dancing during intermission. The air was rank..with rank.
Upstairs. it was friday night so extra packed. the guy with the fro had a kobe 24 jersey on. his neck hair was epic.(ginger fro neck hair) . After a $7 corona we boned out.
Moved on to a English bar across the street from the pantheon. It was great and had an american kid as a bartender... he spoke no french. harsh for him. Met some people ( the ones above) Vicki the girl on the right is an american who doesn't shut up. The girl next to her is Louise from Sweden. Really sweet and funny. Helped me with my wtf observations. The guy in the middle is a chef from italy, louise's boyfriend. The last guy is a frenchie. We forgot the boys names. They invited us out for saturday but we had a full tourist schedule. nice people.'cept vicki. (shut up already!)
Walking back to the hotel. around 4ish.
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