Have just experienced the most depressing thing of my life.
Nothing is a clearer metaphor than tonight.
My tour group were having dinner, at a time I didn’t know of, because the Korean girls I asked didn’t remember, and they’re the only people I know in my group.
I knew we were meeting at Notre Dame, so I got there at 6:45pm just incase..
Waited till 8pm, realised how frozen my face was, so I walked to Subway and got a sandwich. As I bought it, a group of people walked passed. I’m 70% sure it was my group.
I’m now back in my hotel, on my last day of Paris, eating Subway by myself.
Fuck that for a joke.
do you want me to pay you in young money or cash money?
So I’ve been in Paris for a week now, just doing my own thing. It’s been wonderful!
I am now part of a top deck tour, which involves a large bus of mostly fellow Aussies, following a schedule and doing ‘fun’ cliche activities.
I’m starting to think I should have kept the $4,000 and just done the rest of Europe alone.
I made some friends, only to find out they’re on a different tour.. My roommates are two cute South Koreans who don’t speak much English.
If this doesn’t improve I will become an incredible asshole to all who try to speak to me.
PLUS SIDE: this hotel rules, and I took their Nutella to eat in my room.
Today, while people do 3 hour bike rides, river cruises and shit, I will do my laundry and perhaps go to the Louvre. But by myself,via the train. Because I am not uncultured and I don’t need baby sitters to drop me off everywhere.
Whoa. Rough. Hostile?