Paris

I've made it to Paris. Shelley flew in to Brussels this morning, we met there and took the train to Paris. We walked around the city with our packs which pretty much murdered our shoulders. I'm at the hostel now killing time till we leave at 3 or 4 a.m. to get to the airport for our flight to Athens. We spent about 5 hours walking around and we're pretty much done with the city. Sure, there's lots we didn't do, but our overview seems good enough for the kind of trail-blazing traveling we're undertaking.

By the way, I absolutely hate this keyboard. I have to punch in every letter or symbol so hard. I am typing super slow. Grrr. Anyhow, the main theme of my trip seems to be solidified daily: learn another language. I hate not knowing anything else. One day I'll travel with knowledgeof the laguage and be able to better enjoy and experience the culture. Skimming the surface is okay for now, but I desire greater depth.