I would totally move to Paris if I could speak French.
Ah, finally back in Paris! The train ride here from Amsterdam was fine, and I'm staying in the hostel where I stayed when I first got here, so no problems there. While I was in Utrecht I was staying in a twenty bed dorm, but here I'm in a four bed dorm with a private bathroom, so it's really nice. Yesterday I checked out the Jacquemart Andre Museum which was kind of disappointing. It's one of those old houses that they've turned into a museum like the Isabella Stewart Gardner, but not as well set up. Today I went to the Louvre in the morning and then sat in the Tulerie Gardens and ate a nutella crepe. The Louvre is open until nine pm so I think I'll go back later this evening.
Back when I was in Berlin I went to the German History museum and I was behind this father with his two daughters (who looked to be about nine and eleven) and he was explaining all about World War II. The younger daughter looked confused and disinterested until she saw a flag with a swatstika on it and said, "oh, you mean the guys Indiana Jones was fighting!"
Then when I was in Amsterdam I was at a gift shop and there was this family there and the daughter who was about thirteen said to her mom while holding a baseball hat with pictures of marijuana leaves on it, "I don't understand why they have so many things here with palm trees on them, I haven't seen any palm trees here at all!" The mother then carefully explained to her the various facets of marijuana.
Kids really do say the darndest things....