Shane to French bee: "Surrender like the rest of your countrty!"

We are now in Paris after riding in a bus from Dijon. Everyone went to Hard Rock Paris last night, and we had a great time eating chicken and other American foods and also drinking out of souvenir glasses. Expensive, but a good time nonetheless. We're all glad that our classes are done. We got these little certificates from the Burgundy School of Business, as well as crappy free t-shirts, which I promptly wore.

So, today we went to Versailles. No one could really get up early enough, so we weren't able to see the whole thing. We essentially only saw the main palace, and weren't able to go into the gardens or to Marie-Antoinette's private estate. That was a bummer, but I liked everything I saw. It was beautiful and expansive ... and there were tons of annoying souvenir sellers practically blocking our path into the palace. It's about the most irritating thing about Paris: the souvenir hawkers. And they sell the most idiotic crap, like cheap scarves with Paris written all over it, and icky little Eiffel Tower key chains as well as light up Eiffel Towers ...

We all had a good time buying souvenirs (in the shops) and seeing where Marie-Antoinette used to live with Louis the 14th, but the most fun was on the Metro train on the way back to the hotel. We were standing in a pretty full train, when Hilary spotted a large bee on the window above her head. Thus, we all moved out of the way while Shane tried to beat it to death with his ... umbrella. Not exactly a weapon of choice when it comes to stinging insects, but that's all we had. As soon as he smacked it once, he'd basically just pissed it off and it started buzzing around angrily. He had to smash it with the umbrella approximately 12 times before it died ... and in the meantime we were all screaming and laughing hysterically after Shane shouted, "Surrender like the rest of your country!!" Even some of the stoic French passengers were chuckling ...

Well, I'll try to post more pictures soon. Shane, my Paris roommate, wants to use our shared Internet, and we're trying to decide what to do for dinner.

Love,
Jennie