1-30-11 (RM, France; Paris, France)
Last night I was supposed to attend a friend's birthday party at about 8:00pm in East Paris. I left Rueil around 7:00pm to ride the RER and Metro into the city and leave myself enough time to find the restaurant. Unfortunately, I had written down the old address (he moved the party at some point during the week) and couldn't immediately remember the new one. After about twenty minutes of intensive thinking and walking around I was able to recall the street name. Following this mental revelation I proceeded to locate the nearest map at the Metro station. The cross street didn't seem to far away (maybe a few blocks?) so I headed off in the direction of the street. I kept looking for the cross street but never saw it. I decided I must have walked in the wrong direction and headed back to the Metro station to head that way. After another fifteen minutes of walking, I turned back again. Finally, Ben and I had had enough and decided to stop and eat a sandwich. After eating we asked the owner if he knew where the street was. He pointed us across the street and down a few block. After over an hour of walking around searching for this damn street, it was literally 100 feet away the entire evening.
Fortunately for me, showing up late was probably for the best. I hate being stuck at crowded tables with no way to stand up or move around. I guess it makes me nervous, crowded, and uncomfortable. Anyway, people were just getting their meals by the time Ben and I showed up. While people were finishing up with their food I was able to give a prepared toast to my friend David in honor of his birthday. My toast was followed up by presents and cake. It was a great time to arrive at the party!
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