On Thursday we woke up early (that means we were eating breakfast in the other building by 805) and set out for the
After the Basilica we went to some of the museums, the Museo Pio Cristiano (ancient Christian art in big rocks [they were coffins, creepy] and statues) the Museo Missionario Etnologico (art brought back to
So we look for the Golden Arches. We found a sign and headed for it. That was our first mistake. It led us up into the Metro. The arrow was a weird little thing that turned back on itself, making it look like you had to go in the Metro, turn left, then left again, and you’d be there. So we tried that. We went straight, then left. And then we were at a moving walkway. What else was there to do but to go up the walkway? So we stepped on and stood there, letting it carry us up who knows how far. It was far. At the top, about ten minutes of riding up the hill, we decided that there was actually no McD’s in the Metro, haha. We turned around and stood on the other side of the walkways. There wasn’t very much moving coming out of us. A group of American students passed us and I heard one girl say, “Why aren’t they moving?” “I dunno,” her friend said. I had to laugh because I was thinking very nearly the same thing at that moment. “Why aren’t we moving? Why aren’t we going anywhere?”
We turned back and left the metro, going back into the plaza. The three of us stood there for a little while, looking back and forth and trying to figure out exactly what was happening. Nothing was happening. There were just tourists everywhere, and no signs for Macdo at all. It was hilarious. At least, I though it was hilarious. Maybe it was just me. Well, we finally found the restaurant, but it looked like a café, so we didn’t go in right away. We thought that after the McD’s café there would be another extension of the place, but it wasn’t. We went in and stood in the middle of the café area for a few seconds before we noticed that you could go in the back, down into the dungeons of the place. We did finally go down, and had the food, and later Maggie and Ariel had the gelato. The gelato (which I did actually taste) was pretty good, and really cheap for gelato, anyway. Only 2euros for two flavors.
After the Macdo we found some boots for Maggie on the way home, and once there we rested for a few minutes before going back out again and then went to dinner. We were so tired from walking to the
On Saturday Maggie left us to go home so that she would have a couple days to get used to
Sunday morning was spent getting ready to leave and eating breakfast. We went straight to the airport after checking out at 1030, and spent the entire day at the airport. While there a big group of French peeps sat down next to us. Guess what the first thing Ariel said to them was? "I don't speak French." And the second? "She speaks French." Oh la la. "You are Ahmereeken? So tell us, what do you think of Bush?" Haha....
After about seven hours at the airport without food, we were able to check in my luggage, take Ariel's luggage upstairs, and eat at the restaurant. Well, self service place. We saw a guy wearing Gucci shoes and something else brandname all over his body. We spent a good amount of time laughing at him and his friend. I waited with Arie for a while in her check-in line, but then i had to go to my gate, where I just had a blast, let me tell you. It was almost 10pm, and we got in to Charles de Gaulle about midnight.
I slept in the airport. Now, before you freak out, realize that ... um... something. It was totally fine. It was too late to check in to a hotel or the hostel we were staying in, and i was meeting another girl at 6am, so it wasn't too bad. Except for the creepy homeless man who sat next to me for a while when i was awake. I simply put my locks on my bags, sat on the chair, and used mes valises (haha...sorry... "suitcases") for a footrest. It wasn't too bad, considering where I was. Plus, i was just happy to finally be able to understand the other language. People asked me if I needed a taxi, I could say no and explain that I had a ride. I could make excuses and tell them to degage (kinda like saying "beat it" but with a touch of mean sincerity).