Last night I couldn't sleep, so I was wandering the streets of Paris around 2am... the city of light is meant to be seen in the dark. I'm headed home up Rue des Archives when suddenly a group of guys starts hootin' and hollerin' (if you weren't aware, the Marais has a large gay population and nightlife). I had become the woman walking by a construction site - go figure. I chose to ignore them, but after a block or so I noticed a woman's voice joining the chorus and yelling out in English "Wait, wait, I'm a woman!".
What could I do? I turned around and started talking to them... first question out of their mouth "Are you gay?". When I answered in the negative, they decided to start pawning off their female friend on me... apparently they decided she needed more appropriate company than the 4 gay men she'd been with all night. Surprisingly enough, they were all really nice, albeit incredibly flamboyant and raunchy. I obliged and talked to their friend for a while as they disappeared down the street to another gay bar.. nothing beats random drunken conversation to liven up a sleepless Paris evening.
Tomorrow it's off to the Alps!
4 comments:
Do you even speak English? Seriously, wall of text crits me for 99999k.
Wow, that's crazy man. They should really try to do something to fix that.
Qué?
Nice post, kind of drawn out though. Really good subject matter though.
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