So I left good ole Paris, it was quite a nice stay overall. Yesterday I went an art museum where I go to see works of Degas, Cezanne, Renoir, and other big names, and though I´ve really enjoyed the art museums I´ve gone to in Europe (and art is normally not my thing at all), I kind of reached the threshold of seeing artwork for now. I then walked in the french gardens around the hedges, which accidentally became a game of how-many-making-out-couples-will-I-encounter, followed by how-many-perverts-will-hit-on-me when I was sitting on the grass. Some french men are really ridiculous.

So, as for other interesting people I´ve gotten to meet on my trip, I met my first russian (which sounds like a starter kit: My First Russian), but in any case, he was also from Kurdistan, that´s a first as well. I´ve met so many people from different countries, I was surprised when I realized I´ve never met a russian before. He said it´s not always that easy to get a visa to visit EU countries, but he was studying in Finland so he had taken a cheap flight to Paris. We were chatting about Finland and I asked him what finnish people were like:

Dude:Oh man, they drink a lot of alcohol, it´s nuts
Me: Aren´t russians known for drinking quite a bit? Don´t you serve pitchers of vodka in restaurants instead of water jugs?
Dude: OhYeah, but the difference is that we drink and go absolutely nuts, they drink and pass out on the floor. Yep, they´re strange.