... I already said. On the train to Paris, I felt VERY VERY sick...
VERY...
We were to leave the very next day after my drunken stupidity, a little late because Albane had some stuff to do at her school... But that only meant I had more time to clean all the mess I made in her place... And the walls... And...
... damn... bad times.
Anyway, in the train she made a lot of fun of me, and I deserved it. Once in Paris, we got to the place where we were going to stay, and right away got ready to go out. We had a reservation for the Moulin Rouge, and there was no time to loose!. We dressed fancy for the show, I had a nice shirt, tie and all, and Albane looked quite damn good. We were just a good looking couple. ;-) Which was funny, because we decided to grab some food at 'Quick', which is a fast food place like McDonalds that I have only seen in France so far. So there, with all our fanciness, we looked very out of place.
Food was decent, and it made me feel a thousand times better... Since I arrived to France I had a little bracelet for Albane, cool one that I got for her in Mexico, and for what she was wearing and all, I decided it was a good time to give it to her. :-) She loved it!. (And yes, she looks very good with it... Matches so well her style and colors ^__^ ).
... Moulin Rouge?... Well, first we should talk about the zone where it is. The Red Light District?, or... I don't know how you'd call it. But it's all surrounded by prostitutes, sex shops, sex shows, peep shows, neon lights, and sex sex sex... The Museum of Erotism is just two blocks away, and... The whole environment is quite... Ehem... Enticing.
If I still felt a little bad from the night before, the Moulin Rouge took it all away. It's a great fun show, set up in a cool theater, and I just couldn't believe I was with such a cool girl. Albane took me there for my birthday, and... ** sigh **. She is cool.
In the show they gave us a nice large bottle of Champagne... Which I declined to drink at all, since I was still holding a grudge against alcohol. But that only cause that Albane had to drink it all, and she got quite funny her self. Heh. Not bad at all!, but awfully jolly and smiley and joking... He he he.
The show is just a bunch of dances tied together with a loose theme, but it's flashy, and shiny, and sexy and impressive. Between all the dancing, there are performers, a Mime, a great percussionist, and the typical two gay guys that carry around each other and do impressive things that seem way too easy when they do them.
... sigh ...
GREAT SHOW!.
After it, we just went back to the little Studio in which we were staying, the next day we were to have a loooong day, and we could sure use a good night of sleep. (Again, drunken night didn't let any of us get much rest the night before... heh).
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