Sunday, August 10, 2008

Merde, Merde, Merde - Ou est Le Internet?

The Baron and I thought we were so-o-o-o-o-o very, very clever.

Laptop - check.

Adaptor purchased specific to Europe - check.

Getting a hotel room with WiFi - check.

And then, it all fell apart.

Wifi doesn't work (oh, wait - I should qualify that it does, if we want to pay 20 euros a day)(which kind of defeats the purpose of having WiFi, non?)

The adaptor we got to charge our laptop? The end of it doesn't fit into the back of the computer. As always in the City of Love, it has something to do with male and female parts - beyond that point I start to lose interest...

So, now I'm using the hotel internet, which is some weird-ass keyboard connected to the TV screen, which feels like I'm seeing my words on a drive-in movie screen.

This for the fabulous privelege of 10 euros a day. A bargain at twice the price, I say.

Until we get our laptop baby back and running, this will be my only missive - I really am on borrowed time here, people.

No fancy pictures to download yet.

You should know that I'm not in any way, shape or form, a photographer. What I see and what I want to capture are two different stories. And, points out the Baron - quite validly - there are thousands of pictures on that are far better. But I will try. Soon. Promise.

For now, I can tell you that everyone we have met has been quite lovely. OK, almost everyone.

Our hotel staff, save for Shewon and cher petit Jeremie, are a little on the aloof side. Think of the "Michel" character from "Gilmour Girls".

By and large though, thoroughly lovely, and very patient - they hardly wince at all as we butcher their language and are kind enough to repeat themselves when we give them that deer-in-the-headlights look, should they ask us something in return.

And the architecture? Enough scrolled wrought iron and embellishments to make me want to plan my next trip already, just to be able to walk down every little twisty Rue I missed the first time.

We have been walking for 6 hours straight every day, just gawking and oohing and aahing. Yesterday, we visited Saint Chapelle (no relation to Dave, and the docent didn't really get the joke - huh). To come upon the second floor is comparable to entering the center of a brilliant blue topaz (here I would definitely flickr - I couldn't possibly do it justice). I wept at the sheer beauty of it - and I'm not even Catholic! (there was no i.d. checked at the door).

Today, we visited L'Arene du Lutece, an old "sports" arena built 1800 years ago. And by sports here, think lions and scraggly prisoners.

I must run, as time is a-wasting. But rest assured, as soon as possible, I'll be back.

Non merde.


iPost said...

Sounds so a foreign land having to brave it with aloof servants and a hotel computer! What adventures! ;0)

Leah Erridge said...

I miss you.

BaronessvonBloggenschtern said...

Countess iPost: Yeah, that's me alright - Miss Adventure!

Countess Schmee: I can't tell if you really miss me, or you're being your sardonic self, so I'm just going to assume you miss me, and I'll say I miss you too.
We'll always have Latkepalooza, ma petite chou. XXOO

asthmagirl said...

You didn't say a thing about Belgium Chocolate. Tell me you have at least seen some... in a shop window perhaps?

BaronessvonBloggenschtern said...

Countess AG: My, my - who's the impatient one? I will mention Belgian chocolate when I get to Belgium. Who knows? I may even throw caution to the wind and EAT some!

Not Afraid to Use It said...

Glad to see you are enjoying yourself. Hopefully you will find some free WiFi at a cafe so you can sip your beverage of choice, blog about it and make us ever so jealous.

Mental P Mama said...

Have you had a croque monsieur for me yet? Huh? Enjoy!

Cormac Brown said...

The Holiday Inn at Columbus Circle had that stinking Web TV as well. I couldn't even type in "Yahoo Mail" and if you can't type in anything, how much of a bargain is US $9.95 a day?

BaronessvonB said...

Countess MPM: As a matter of fact, my monsieur and I had one yesterday in Bruges. It was good - but I'll have to try one when we're back in Paris. For comparison purposes only, biensur!

Countess NATUI:Oh, and we won't all be jealous reading of your delightful tales of family bondage, er, bonding?

Count Cormac: Such a acam. Obviously invented by Bill Gate's stupid brother.

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