I don't speak French
Bill arrived at my flat from the states around noon yesterday and Trevor drove down around 19:30. We had a few beers at my flat, then went out to my favorite meat market, Zoo Bar.

Unfortunately, it was 2am before I got to sleep and we had to catch the 6:30 Eurostar train to Paris. That meant a whopping 3 hours of sleep after an already sleep-deprived week.

So, I'm in an internet cafe in Paris right now with Bill and Trevor. We walked from the Champs-Elysees to the Louvre today (which is spelled "ruburu" in Japanese... figure that one out) then spent an agonizingly long time searching for a French restaurant that had foie gras (my requirement). Fortunately, the restaurant we finally ended up in was *superb*.

Tommorrow's plans: get up early, get in the queue to go up the Eiffel Tower, then head to the Louvre (it was closed when we went today).

For tonight, the computers have Starcraft installed and I'm up for a major ass-kicking (Trevor's a champ).