Fer Chrissakes!

We couldn't get the hell out of Paris fast enough.

On our last night in town, we all thought it would be a nice quiet night. Some of us went to bed early, some played cards, some were just hanging out and talking.

In the midst of the hanging out and talking, some of the guys were acting silly, so one of our guys took a picture of them. There were several 10-12 year old British boys staying in our dorm, and they happened to be running through the halls in their underwear and managed to get in the back of one of the pictures. Also, their extremely fat French teacher was out in the halls in ONLY a towel yelling at them to get in bed and managed to get in a picture as well.

The boys complained that Greg (the guy taking pictures and also the nicest and most innocent guy you will ever meet) had taken a picture of them. The idiot teacher took that to mean that Greg was doing something inappropriate. The teacher finally put on some clothes and drug Greg and his camera downstairs to talk to the guard.

The teacher basically accused Greg of being a pedophile. WHAT?? GREG??? ABSURD!!!!!! So Greg grabs our teacher that speaks French since the teacher and guard were speaking French in discussing the incident. I must say that I'm quite proud of our professor... he just told the French teacher that he didn't appreciate being woken up in the middle of the night because of a half-baked accusation. Niiice.

Our other professor just said the next morning that Greg wasn't taking pictures of the children... he was taking pictures of that 'fat bastard' in his towel. Giggle.

Of course, this professor also referred to our bus driver as a 'damn bastard' and an 'arse.'

Good times.

Now we're in Oxford, where the dorms are nice, the food is excellent, and the weather is cool and rainy. Only two weeks til Texas!!!!