08/08/03 — Ahhh …
I like Paris. I do. This is my third or fourth time here, and as cities go, I like it. Wide tree-lined streets, a language I speak well enough to understand 90% of what's said around me by strangers at outdoor cafes, thus feeding my eavesdropping obsession, and culture by the bucketload.
Now, it even has free WiFi near the metro stations, but that's going up to €10 an hour in September, so I'll just take advantage while I can.
On the other hand, it's ridiculously expensive,
the coffee is abominable and there's sooo much going
on it's almost impossible to choose. Living here would
make it possible, but I don't like it enough to want
to live here.
I'm trying to get in touch with the various people
I know here but that's proving... interesting. Local
calls are pay-per-minute, and expensive, and guess
what? You pay to *receive* mobile calls too, so I lost €10 on a call from Australia without knowing
it.
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