Written 7/31
July 29
I checked in and went to my room. This is the best room ever. (Ironically, it is the same all girls dorm I complained about in the beginning of my trip.) Turns out that when there is a all girls dorm full of "Yanks" it's great. The girls are amazing, friendly and fun. Two are actually from Baltimore. And I went to the Monoprix with the Bmore gals to get snacks and some food for lunch for my day trip to Mont St. Michel. When we got back we sat around the room with the other Yanks and a couple Brazilians chatting until we got hungry enough to go for kabab. After kabab, to Belushi's with a couple bottles of wine.
I left the girls around midnight since I had a train at 10am.
July 30
Overslept. IDK how. Maybe I slept through my alarm or it didn't go off or I cut it off. Either way, I woke up at 8:42. I had to shower. I had to get my bag together for my trip and I had to eat breakfast. I managed to get all this done in less than an hour but I could not imagine how I was going to make my train when I got on the metro at 9:33. When I got to the station at 10:24, I hoped above all hopes that there was somehow a reservation on the 11am or noon train. Of course not. Seeing as I had to book this reservation weeks in advance I was not surprised. There were also no reservation for the next two days. I resigned to the fact that I would once again miss Mont St. Michel. I returned to the hostel and chatted with the ladies, called my mom, and interwebbed. Then I finally got on the metro and went to the 13th.
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