This is my blarg!

Ramblings of a Microsoft Solution Architect

For those of you that just want the answer to this question without having to read the whole story, here it is:  GET LOST! Now here’s the story: Wednesday was not a good day for me.  I had some Italian food and went “swing dancing” the night before.  When I…

For those of you that just want the answer to this question without having to read the whole story, here it is:  GET LOST!

Now here’s the story:

Wednesday was not a good day for me.  I had some Italian food and went “swing dancing
the night before.  When I got home, my stomach was not feeling good so I
went to sleep.  When I woke up the next morning, I couldn’t go more than
5 feet away from the toilet before having to go back towards it.  I then
called into work and said that I wouldn’t be coming in.  I then crawled back
into bed hoping for the pain to go away.

At 2PM I was awakened by room service who wanted to come in and clean
the room.  Since I was in a dazed mood I said sure and thought that walking
outside might do me some good since my stomach stopped aching.

Figuring it would be a waste to spend a day in Paris and not exploring,
even though I was sick, I decided to go to the Louvre.  When I got there,
it was closed because the workers were on strike.  Of all the dumb luck.

Since I was feeling weakened by my more unforunate events, I decided to
go back to the hotel in hopes that the french maids were done with my room. 
Not knowing where I was, I took random turns knowing that you’re always 5
minutes away from a metro station in Paris.  My first turn lead me to a very
interesting Metro station.  (picture coming soon)  I walked towards it and
thought it was very cool.  Behind that station was a historical monument. 
Once again, very cool.  At this point, my curiosity was starting to overpower
my weakness.  Behind that was a lavish garden with kids playing soccer and
perfectly aligned trees.  I kept going straight towards what looked like
another shopping district and ended up pretty much a dead end.  And at the
dead end was a statue that’s probably older than dirt.

So, the moral of the story is:  When you’re in Europe, the best thing
to do is:  GET LOST!  Why?  Because you’ll always find something interesting. 
And even if it’s a dead end, there’ll be a 500 year old statue of a naked
woman there.  You can’t lose.

I was also approached by a pimp last night.  It’s the 2nd time in a week.  What gives?

Cheers, love and humanity.  Tommy.

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