slow dancing on the champ

yes, i did that tonight. sounds romantic, right? FALSE. but fun anyway :-D

we went back to the champ de mars tonight to watch the rugby finals. because france wasn't in it, we figured it'd be big, but not HUGE. wow, that was really not true. the grass was PACKED with painted english fans, screaming and drinking and cheering (you know, like i told you in the last entry, but times two).

as the game went on, people got increasingly drunker and friendlier. a kiwi (of course he's from new zealand...if i learned anything from oktoberfest, it's that aussies/kiwis love to drink) stumbled up to us, asks if we're american, grabs my hand, and goes, "dance with me!" well, i'm not one to turn down a lovely dance on the champ, so i let him lead me into a twist. i'm laughing hysterically and i can see a few of my friends laughing at me and andy ballroom in the middle of 204752987 rugby fans.

so some time has passed, and i'm talking with another group of friends when i look over and see andy TOTALLY MAKING OUT with his other friend. two of my other friends are just cracking up at this...turns out they told andy to make out with his friend, so he just did it. he explained to us kiwi philosophy: "you see, we don't go 'you're from this country, he's from that country.' we just love everybody, all people." evidently.

england was getting pwnd kinda...i'm sure the english will tell you it was really close, that they had a couple bad calls that cost them the game, blah blah, regular loser talk. south africa beat them , and it wasn't really close (15-6). when the game ended, the south african fans (clearly in the minority) cheered for about a minute, the screens went black, and everyone started to clear out. just like that. it was oddly calm. OH but there was trash EVERYWHERE. it was disgusting...worse than dp on november 1st.

but, now that this whole rugby thing is over, that means the city will go back to normal, which is a paris i've never really known. the rugby ball won't hang from the middle of the eiffel tower anymore and the tower won't be half green, either. there will be no men in kilts on the metro and nobody will paint their face.

does this mean it's time to transition to christmas?

p.s. i had more funny stories from tonight, but i'm so tired now...i need my rest. i'll be wit wit wit tomorrow.