Paris, France: Day 3

For the last time, I woke up in Paris, France. After a rather uneventful day yesterday, I settled on viewing some art. I hopped on my bicycle, and I rode all the way to Musee de D'Orsay. This art museum is famous for the works of Manet, Degas, and Monet. Twelve dollars was a small price to pay for the aesthetic experience I gained by admiring the inspirational paintings (www.tripadvisor.com). I reflected upon how difficult it must have been for Hemingway to use a single sentence to express the kinds of things these artists expressed with a paintbrush.

After visiting the museum, I dined on escargot at a nearby cafe for a mere $21. It reminded me of eating a particularly salty booger drenched in garlic butter. I then paid a $33 dollar cab fare to get to the airport; I sold the bike to a little, blind French boy in order to pay for the cab. At the airport, I bought my plane ticket to Nairobi, Kenya for $1076 (www.tripadvisor.com). I decided I would sleep while riding on the plane.