I forgot that I wrote this at the airport in Paris. We were waiting for our flight to Florence. I thought that I could get an Internet connection at Charles De Gaul... but not so lucky. I just found it so I thought I'd post it.
First impressions of charles de gaul airport - paris, france.
I forgot about that fantastic men’s room/cigarette combo aroma. I call it “shitsmoke” - pardon my French. It’s a delight. God knows the best time to smoke is while you take a dump.
I remember the first French word I ever learned. “Oui.” It was the name of a 70’s porn magazine that we found at elementary school. Someone stuck a few ratty copies in the empty fire extinguisher case in the hallway. We all thought it was pronounced “owee.”
It was rather exciting. We would run around the playground jumping and kicking our legs up sideways yelling “Oweee!”
We had no idea what we were doing.