mardi 3 février 2009

Just another manic Monday

I was lying in bed at 6h30 yesterday morning, listening to the radio and dozing.  The weather person announced that 'quelques flocons' had fallen on the Région Parisienne.  This got my attention.

I jumped out of bed to look out of the window and, lo and behold, more than 'a few flakes' had fallen - the street was all white, all pristine and all silent.  Now, unlike the wusses across the channel, we Parisiens still managed to make it into work.  Our buses still ran, the trains were still on time and everyone just dressed up a little warmer.  Amazing really.  It's not like the French to turn down a day off.

Anyway, I felt a little bad looking at the snow, knowing that the lovely Alan was on his way over to Paris with a Certain Someone for a couple of days of romantic strolls around the city.

Luckily for them, the snow disappeared pretty quickly.  Unluckily for them, it was replaced with rain - and nasty rain, the fine sort, the kind that really gets you wet.  It seems they had a good day though, and I met up with them at their hotel for a couple of drinks.

Now, let's not forget that it's Monday evening, the start of a busy week and I'd already had one 'nuit blanche' at the weekend to slow me down.  But DID any of this slow us down?  Alas, no.

The Irish boys were in fine form and full of holiday spirit.  And what lovely boys they are too, and we have so much in common - turns out that we all appreciate a finely turned waiter, especially when he is shirtless and bringing us drink after drink.  And especially when his catchphrase turns out to be 'you can touch, but not too much'....

And how nice to find that they also appreciate the sight of a strapping young man, dancing naked in a shower next to the bar.  And my, how international boundaries were broken down as we discussed the friendliness of said showering boy with a Kiwi guy and his Peruvian boyfriend (he actually was very friendly).

Alas, all of this fun, frolics and general ridiculousness led to me getting home after 3 o'clock in the morning - and me with a train to catch to Lyon but hours later.

I'm not usually so badly behaved on a school night, but Alan and his Certain Someone seemed to have encouraged me.  And you know how little encouragement I need.  I'm pretty easy to convince when it comes to nights on the town.

So easy, it seems, that tonight we're doing it all again.  I'm meeting them at 10 o'clock.  

What kind of fool meets people for drinks at 10 o'clock on a school night, I hear you ask?

Oh yeah, that be me.

16 commentaires:

wontletlifedefineme a dit…

touching yummy naked men on a Monday night? I want to come along next time!

cb a dit…

Whoa there, nellie! Slow down!

12ontheinside a dit…

I am suffering with a screaming hangover this morning. I blame your bad influence.

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Marjolein - you can come along anytime, sugar, he he.

CB - yeah right, like you wouldn't be doing EXACTLY the same in my place, he he....

12oti, I can't be blamed for an antipodean hangover, no matter how hard you try. Je refuse to accept it....

Rob (Inukshuk Adventure) a dit…

A second school night out? Oh you exhaust me, I'm off to bed!

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Rob, I exhaust myself. A very difficult re-entry this morning...

Brett a dit…

What a life, i was in bed asleep by 11.00

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Brett, in bed by 11 sounds perfect to me. That said, I'm planning to be in bed by 9 tonight!!

Louise a dit…

I don't deny that my jaw is on the floor. One school night is one thing. Two in a row is altogether insane.

Really, you're going to have to call in sick. (From work, not from going out.)

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Louise, I felt pretty tired this morning leaving the house. Now (3pm) I feel fine. But I know that I need an early night tonight.

After the gym, that is....

Daryl a dit…

and me .. if only I was there .. of course I would need a nap but still .. when I come to visit (and I will .. ) can we go watch pretty boys showering?

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Daryl...it's obligatory for all visitors! And the waiters? *swoon*

Just dreamy.

aims a dit…

Have sent a little excerpt off to my brother so that he can drool all over it dear heart.

Off to bed at 9 are you? Alone? Or just alone - and dreaming.

Life in gay Paree....how lovelee....

I'm coming over with Daryl...you must take both of us to said bar.

travelling, but not in love a dit…

Aims, you name the date sweetie. And bring brother....he'd have a ball...

alan a dit…

There'll be a thirst on me tomorrow evening, I fear! :)

travelling, but not in love a dit…

he he. Alan, I think I've had enough monday nights for a while!