Europe
I spent my second night in a youth hostel in Paris last night. I arrived in Paris around 6:00am local time two days ago. The flight from LAX to Orly airport was ten about hours long. It wasn't so bad, though. There was nobody sitting next to me and a nice, elderly French lady two seats away. The charter flight that I flew on was run by a French airline, and it seemed that the majority of the passengers were French-speaking. When we were taking off from LA, all of the announcements were in both French and English, but the frequency of the English announcements seemed to decline as we got farther and farther away from the United States. Customs was amazingly simple. I breezed right though, and emerged into the center of the Orly airport. I was a bit disoriented at first. There I was, in Europe for the first time, and I didn't have even the beginnings of a plan. I changed some money and found out how to get into Paris (Orly is outside of the city). I rode a rail system into the edge of Paris where it intersected the main Paris Metro. After a lot of staring at Metro maps, I finally managed to figure out what station the youth hostel I wanted to go to was near, and after some confusion, managed
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Czech Republic, Notre Dame, Karin Torbjorn, Budapest Krystof, Bruegles Staatsoper, John Lennon, Paris Versailles, Fettuccini Napoli, Kristi Dara, Sacre Cours, train station, czech republic, i've seen, -- budapest, 1993 --, hopped train, budapest hungary, lake balaton, -- budapest hungary, prague czech, metro station, station waiting train, morning missed breakfast, arc de triumph, crashed morning missed,
Approximate Word count = 9174
Approximate Pages = 37 (250 words per page double spaced)
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