My first night out in Paris - amazing. We headed out for Steph's birthday (which is actually Sunday). After a couple of aperitifs at our place, the two of us and Tess, another Australian girl, caught a cab to the bar at Hotel Coste, a stunningly beautiful and achingly trendy hotel in the 1st.
After having what may have been the most expensive drink I've ever had the pleasure of drinking, we wandered down to Footsie, a bar close to Hotel Coste, populated by bankers and playing the worst mix of music I've ever had the misfortune to be subjected to. The drink prices are like the stock exchange - the more drinks someone orders the higher the price will rise. We drove the price of rose up 10 cents. Yay for us!
Next off we walked to Cafe Oz on the Grands Boulevards. Tess works there, so we managed to get free drinks off the bar staff, and had a chat to lovely french boys who believed that Australia was actually a larger version of Cafe Oz (think Union Jacks...)
Finally, we caught a cab to our final destination - Le Baron. We arrived at about midnight, so it hadn't picked up at all. But, given my love for a good dance, I quickly befriended Cindy, a stylist, and her friend Camil. The clientele at Le Baron are all artists/writers/fashionistas etc, and by the end of the night I was great friends with a music video director, a painter, a writer, and a man who looked like Johnny Depp with long hair. My first impression was that it was going to be horribly pretentious, but the people were so much fun (albeit un peu bizarre) and the music was fantastic.
Still getting established, but Saturday night I believe we're heading out to another club, Favela Chic, with some boys we met last night. We're also going to see a play that a boy Steph met earlier is in next Saturday, and hopefully will get to see Ladyhawke at Nouvelle Casino next Thursday night...
I'll keep you informed.
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