The second day, I spent the morning wandering with Ayala again, exploring a beautiful park in the 15th district. After a brief lunch, I took off to go meet up with my Belgian friend Donatienne, “at the Gare de Nord train station.” That was what I told her. Unfortunately, at the time I didn’t realize that it was a massive station with four or five levels. I rarely get lost. I was lost. Very lost.
After wandering for 30 minutes, trying to find wifi to connect with her via facebook, I finally broke down and bought a phone. I guess this was a case of expectations vs reality. We finally managed to catch up, and headed to the hostel I had booked for us for the night. We settled into a chic room in the 17th district before heading out to the suburb of Sucy-en-brie to visit my uncle and cousin, Humbert and Marguax, for dinner. We were so warmly received, the hospitality was truly moving. After a really great dinner and walk around town, we arranged to stay with Humbert and Marguax for the week. Then Dona and I went back to Paris, and our luggage, for the night.
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