I´m not sure if this has been mentioned in the bike post or not but our main goal for making the journey to Paris was because this extremely kind young woman by the name of Alice offered us to stay with her for a couple nights in her very nice appartment. We had all met her before when she traveled all the way to Sandpoint to stay with our good friend Autry for a little while. Other than a couple nights of camping and hanging out at the fountain, the five of us were practically just foreign acquaintences. Yet we were treated like family.
We were greeted at the train station and followed her to her very nice residence. We took showers as she prepared an excellent meal for us. Warm food was a wonderful change from eating just bread with either cold sauce or cheese. She even offered to keep our constant train of laundry going while we walked around Paris during the day. Taking care of damp clothes that were sitting in our bags since the bike incident was a task we did not even want to tackle ourselves.
So far, Paris has been my best experience on this trip and without the generosity of Alice, it would not have been even as close to as much fun.
So once again, Thank you Alice. Hopefully we will see you again or be able to return the hospitallity.
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I met Alice once... and strangely, I miss her.
she was a tubular girl. she loved the hookah and didnt understand americas. badical extreme
haha you could have mentionned the party instead of the laundry, people are gonna think i enjoy washing clothes!
anyway, i hope to see you again too!
(who is thepartiallybakeddough?
and clayton, what do you mean by "tubular girl" ..?)
partiallybakeddough is jake gleason
and tubular means wicked cool, or way radical dude!
haha sorry alice :) but don´t worry, the party story is soon to come. We would be robbing the readers to not include such an eventful night. Thanks again! Come visit us!
Alice is the shit. Plain and simple.
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