Showing posts with label wos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wos. Show all posts

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Mardi Gras and Rugby games! What could be better?


Tuesdays are student night (happy hour all night for students) at Wos, so Sarah and I have decided to make it our Tuesday night spot since we don't have class on Wednesdays. We went this week, which was Mardi Gras, but most people weren't there for Mardi Gras. Some were there for a soccer game, others were just there I guess. We were kinda just there as well, but Pierre had prepared some shots to give away and had no one to give them away to but us! Oh, darn. So we helped him finish off the bottle. Also, some creepy old guy came over to talk about the paper with us. He wasn't really that creepy, we just didn't really want to talk to him. He bought us a round of drinks at last call from the other end of the bar, which was odd... but I mean, hey, free drinks. He was also hovering around the door when the bar closed, which was weird, but it was ok since we still had to help Pierre finish that bottle so he kept us after the bar closed. Then we took the night bus home, which is just a pain in the ass, but it was alright.

Tonight, I went to the Six Nations France v. Wales game by myself after we went to Falafel Friday at our buddy's place - the weird guy who owns the place, always making jokes about stealing our french fries!
The game was really fun to watch and the seat was pretty good. and France won!
Don't really know what else to say about that, haha.

After the game, we went to Wos again because Pierre said I should, but since the game was over, that crowd was clearing out and it was pretty boring, especially for a Friday night. ...Lame. And then we had to take the night bus home anyway. Now we're frustrated with Paris. Ugh. Be fun!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Obama party!

The attitude in Paris is so amazing. I have no idea really what it's like at home anymore in this respect, but everything is Obamarama here! I love it!
The newsstands all over the city advertise magazines with Obama on the cover. His face is everywhere. I watched the inauguration in an ex-pat bar last night. I'm not even sure how to describe it, but it was such an amazing feeling. You know how when you watch a movie with certain people or in a certain atmosphere, it makes the movie that much better or that much worse? Well, this atmosphere was so positive and lively that you couldn't help but have a great time.
Also, Keith Davis was there: