7 Fevrier: rowdy french professionals

Another simple thing makes my day: mailing some letters. Pretty pathetic, huh? But very true. Anyways, after I successfully bought stamps and talked to the mail clerk, we went out with Oxanna to a night club called Plaza Madeleine. It was a lot of fun- it went from about 7-1 and through a fourteen euro entrance fee, we got "dinner"(more like appetizers but at least something) and an open bar from7-9. Apparently "open bar" over here is an open champagne bar. lol. Oh well, aside from the terrible hoard of people crowding the bar like starving people seeing food relief, it was a good time. It was different crowd at first- the dress was pretty classy looking and and age range was more around 20-35 or so. Everyone there looked as though they had just gotten off their work shift, which, according to Oxanna, was precisely why. We felt a little out of place at first not only because we are American but because we were students and it didn't completely seem like our scene. But, as everyone had a few more drinks and the music got louder, the dance floor became much more crowded and it was fun to watch all those professionals suddenly start looking like a bunch of rowdy college kids. And as it got a little later, our younger crowd seemed to emerge, ones not quite as dressed up and who looked a little more like us. The music was great though- if the French truly don't like Americans, they sure love our music. Anyways, it was fun regardless.