SpaceBass: Europe 2004
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The conductor woke us up about a half-hour outside of Paris. The conductor did not bring us breakfast in bed, despite our loud protestations. The conductor did, however, return our passports, which was a plus.

We arrived at Paris Gare du Nord (literally, "Gary the Nose") at about 7:00 a.m., and had exactly 48 minutes to make it to Gare du Lyon ("Gary the Lieface"), from which our next train to Nice was due to leave. We quickly found a taxi outside of the train station and told him to take us to Gare du Lyon "trés vite!" He declined our offer of tender vittles, but still drove like a bat out of hell to our destination. We arrived at Gare du Lyon with 45 minutes to kill before our train left.

Finding some coffee wasted approximately 3.4 minutes of that. We spent the rest of the time debating the merits of naming train stations after noted mob figures. Then, when our wait was over, it was onto the TGV with us, for a mere...crap! Six more hours?! Who the hell planned this vacation anyway?!

We finally arrived in Nice at about 2:00 p.m. on Monday, May 17. We joked about how it was like we'd been travelling for two straight days because of the whole time zone thing, you know? Hahahahaa...but we were crying on the inside.

After we checked into our hotel, we set out for a wander around Nice, looking for interesting buildings.

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And interesting buildings we found! Now, you have to understand, we know nothing of the history of these places, nor the architecture, nor really where exactly they are, but we're certainly willing to aimlessly mill around and take pictures of whatever randomly catches our fancy. Like this building. See, it looks like it's wearing a hat. But buildings don't have heads! Silly building.

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As if in the manner of some sort of silly building award, we determined that this building warranted use as a handy backdrop for our first photos of ourselves in Nice.

After I took Roger's picture, I reneged on the deal. That's right, I held back. That building won't ever cross me again without thinking twice, I'll tell you what. And that hat's not really fooling anyone, you know.

Besides, it was never all that cool to begin with. I was just, you know, playing along to make it feel better. Now leave me alone; I don't want to talk about it.

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