A quick late night post depicting how random my life is

Bonne Soir, dear readers.

the paparazzi waiting for U2

it is 12:18 at night(12:56 by time I actually post this), and I just had to post the ridiculousness that just happened to me.  If you don't know, Ana left for Germany yesterday to visit her boyfriend, leaving me with the key card to her room.  Which is amazing, because hostels/hotels/housing in general is EXPENSIVE here.  So today, I had a very fun day in Paris, wandering around the Haussmann/Richelieu area.  I popped into an Irish pub for a pint and a few football matches (I am in desperate need of my "footie fix")  While there, I met a handful of very cool people - a young guy from Norway, a group of people who had made friends on a U2 Fan Forum (U2 is playing in Paris tonight, too bad tix are insanely expensive), and 2 guys going to university here, one American and one Brit - all there to watch some premier league action and have a chat.  These people were all incredibly friendly and it makes me happy that my travels have allowed me to encounter some truly awesome strangers.  Two games and too many pints of carlsberg later, I headed over to see my friend Faes, the security guard at the Tour Eiffel.  After a nice time with him, I headed home because I am DETERMINED to get to the Louvre on time tomorrow (this has been a constant theme of this trip - can I wake up early enough to miss the crowds? nope).  As I was walking back to Ana's building, I caught up with Jana, Ana's friend that I met on Wednesday.  Jana is also an insanely friendly person, and while going into the building we joked about the many flights of stairs, and how if I think 2 is a workout, imagine walking up all 5 flights everyday like she does.  So we parted ways and said goodnight.
At this point, it was 11:45 at night, and I was DEAD TIRED.  However, when I inserted the key card into the door.....it didn't work!  Ana had given me 2 cards, because she thought one might expire while she's away,  so I tried the other one..... and still... NOTHING!  uhhhhh  uh-oh,  what do I do???  I tried to hop upstairs to find Jana, but I didnt know her room number and couldn't hear anyone talking.  So i tried the door again.  still nothing.  This time,  i went downstairs to find the night security guard and explain the situation....in french.... after a lot of beer, and maybe a kiss from a Frenchman.... he explained to me that maybe the card had deprogrammed itself, but there was nothing he could do without the owner of the room, Ana.  "uuhhhmmmm"  i said, "we'll she's out... i mean, she's not here,  she's in Germany. (in french of course) and the security guard told me there wasn't much he could do, cuz he can't just open someone's room without them being there, which I understand.  So i explained that I only know 2 people in France right now,  Ana, and her friend Jana, so maybe I
should find her and ask what to do.  The guard agreed and helped me find her room number, because I didn't
even know that. So up to the 5th floor I trudged, knocked, and explained the situation to Jana, half in french, half in English.  We went back down to Ana's room to try the key ONE MORE TIME, just in case, and of course, still nothing.  So down we went,  and THANK GOD Jana was there, cuz I don't think I could've explained half the stuff she said in french.  The main problem was that there was no proof of who I was and without Ana there wasn't much the guard was willing to do.  Luckily, I had the receipt from the school of when I paid for the extra bed to go into Ana's room, so we we're taking a step in the right direction.  Then Jana told the guard to check the security log, because Ana would have needed to tell the front desk that I was coming.  And sure enough, the combination of the bed receipt, my name in the book, my ID, and Jana vouching for me was just enough for the guard to reactive the key until Monday morning.  At which time I'll have to make sure I sort it out (in the monetary sense) with the front office,  but whatever,  at least I can get back into the room now!  phew!

So that, ladies and gents, is how my night ended.  Let's not call it a fiasco, let's call it an adventure!

this is a very sleepy sierra, saying "over and out!"

~Sie