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3-21-13
Took a nap and back at it again. Didn’t eat breakfast…ran out of time. Started off with Musee Rodin. Saw The Thinker…meh. The the rest of my group headed to see Princess Di and Dodi’s memorial. I finally bought stamps and mailed those postcards from London. We then went to the Arc Di Triomphe. It was cool in the day time, but the flag wasn’t hanging in the middle. From there we had lunch as Vesuvius Italian Restaurant on the Champs Elysees. Ran out of time to go to Sacre Coeur. Went into the Virgin megastore and saw Prince and MJ albums. We went to Versailles. It’s massive. I bet those King Louis (insert roman numeral here) stunk. The hall of mirrors is impressive. I bet that palace ran like a soap opera. Louis XVI loved his wife. All the rest were adulterers. Louis XIV seemed difficult with that long ugly wig. Didn’t know he started so young. Crowned at 5 and lived til he was 77. They ran the country, had kids, and got married super young…at like 15 yrs old. The garden is breathtaking. I can only imagine its beauty in the summer. It’s the epitome of grandiose. 
Went to dinner at La Mere Catherine. Had French onion soup and duck a l’orange. Bought a bottle of Rose wine and got souvenirs. We walked up the stairs to the Basilica and Sacre Coeur. Talkin bout hurting. I felt it all over. Had to stop and rest 3 times. The view is gorgeous at night. Earlier when I went to the bathroom at Versailles the janitor looked up at me and said “I love you.” I seem to attract lotsa African men and that John C Reilly looking man in London. Im so tired. I think I might look for a massage in Amsterdam. I’m so sad my trip is coming to a close in 2 days.
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