Diana and I took the train from Amsterdam to Paris. It would take 3h 18m. I learned later there were sniffing dogs that boarded the train from time to time to catch those crazy kids from taking anything spacey across the borders. But I didn’t know it at the time and My Dutch and my French may have come in quite handy. Should have paid more attention in school. Luckily, I had a very special coffeecake to go with my train coffee and I did just fine.

I said hello to Mr. Magritte as we passed through Brussels.

3H and 18m later I’m at the Gard du Nord. No clue where to go and I have an appointment to meet Evil Amelie at 13:00h. My plan was to rent a bike, buy a map, and stumble my way through Paris. I feel alive when I get lost. Secretly, I want to find myself in an alley against the corner with the Turks giving me an ultimatum in French, when all of a sudden, that French legendary football player guy named Zidane comes out of the sky and saves me. But I forgot my passport. So no bike. I walk around in circles instead and have a Royal with Cheese just like Marcellus did. I walked to the Metro.

Photographer:

granduque

Uploaded:

2010-05-30

Camera:

Lomography Diana F+ (available in our shop)

City:

Paris

Country/region:

France

Albums:

mon film de Paris

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