- I lost my voice due to second hand smoke.
or so I thought until today, when I woke up with a cold. Basically I partied too much this weekend, and I wore myself out. Friday night many people who are studying here with me in Versailles met up at O'Paris, an Irish bar that is literally a 30 second walk from where I live. It was a good time, we were being loud, roudy Americans. I woke up Saturday with my voice being abnormally low. It continued to get worse. Saturday night I stayed out in Paris all night long. We went to the Latin Quarter which is where the younger crowd in Paris hangs out. The first bar we went to was called the Frog and the Princess, it was an english bar. Everything was written in english, so it was a nice change from the french that I can not read. All bars close at two so afterwards we found a creperie, I got ham and cheese...mmmmm. and there just so happened to be a bar below the creperie. This bar was funky, once you go down the stairs it is as if you entered the medieval period. The interior was designed with cave like walls and had secluded, intimate areas for groups to chill on these comfortable red cushiony sofa beds. The dance floor was packed, and we danced until 4 am, I could not take it any longer, I was danced out! The first train back to Versailles was not until 515 am, I did not get home until 6. When I woke, I could not speak at all. It was scary. Today I can speak a little bit more, but I am more sick than I was on Sunday. The reason I thought I lost my voice due to second hand smoke is because the smoke here is unbearable. My hair will never be the same again, it wreaks no matter how much I wash it. Washing really does no good, so I have turned French already. I have gone days inbetween washes. eh, no one can tell. As long as I do not smell...well besides the smoke that is.
shandar | 1:46 PM
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