as we rolled out of the station all i wanted was to stare out and watch the city of lights dissapear as we ventured into the countryside. rather i was stuck there with a mirror image of all the strangers trying to get some sleep in our brightly lit cabin. i found that the only way to see the night was to stare directly into my forehead, then i felt to narcisistic so i read ?diary? by chuck plahnuk and feel asleep. i woke up to ruined castles along the catalyan coast. as i rode down the streets i continuously thought i saw you in the crowd, probably due to that dream, though i dont remember it any longer. im going to the olympics. i got on the roof of a paris hostel after being in the building for 8 minutes, it rained again, we were thrown out of the arc de triumphe, i ate a cookie under it. we get free dinner if we buy beer. sheets come in avending machine.i got hit by a second car in paris yesterday, i left his car with a punched in dent and spit covered windows (being sick and full of phlegm finally paid off i suppose). they love 80?s dance in this hostel, it has a free net connection, thats why im rambling. mcdonalds icecream costs €0.50, its the first time ive been in one since ?supersize me.? 9 days to go…