Went to the launderette today with the girls. Its basically a white box filled with red washing machines and two massive dryers and it smells of powder and clean washing. You could actually get a fully grown adult in one comfortably. Liz and I didn’t have any powder so that was our first stop. Got ariel - it was the only brand I recognised! Then we put in our washing and waited. The washing cycle takes 1/2 hour and the drying 16 minutes so we were there for a while. Grace went and got the guitar from her flat (a few houses away) and so there was a bit of a sing-song, with passers by staring in wondering where the noise was coming from. Washing is very hypnotic. Liz and I spent a while just staring at the washing going round and round. We also got an invite from Kevin (who is a friend of Simon who owns the flat Grace is renting) to go to see his friend perform comedy in a pub. So thats where we’re going tonight. After doing the washing we went and found some canvas for their painting, and some primer. For a while we lost Grace when she went into The Body Shop and we kept on walking - almost to my flat. Then we realised the time - 6.30pm - and all went our separate ways to have something to eat and get ready for tonight. I picked up some daffodils on the way back to brighten up the room. They look so pretty. I have decided to wear my new purple shoes tonight.
Later: We met Kevin (who is half irish and so speaks english with an irish accent but french normally) in Cathedral Square at 9pm and began walking to the pub. I suddenly realised it was down the same road as i’d walked to get to the bedding shop, and hoped it wasn’t as far. Luckily it wasn’t and we soon arrived at the Scottish themes pub, which to me looked more like a diner in the way the tables were laid out. Anyway, we got our drinks - we all tried a beer from Belgium and got ready for the comedy. I could see Gino (the comedian) was very funny but I really could not understand a thing. I think I heard the word fatigue a couple of times and MTV was mentioned but everything else had to be explained. Grace at one point was in hysterical laughter, and I think it was more an effect of the beer than the comedy! We then decided to have another drink - I had an orangina (the beer was really strong) which I evidently spilt all over Liz - and we met Gino who said if he’d knew we were there he would’ve done some jokes in english and did we like cuban music. We said yes and so we ended up at this Cuban bar about 5 minutes from my flat. It was amazing and very odd at the same time. Imagine you’re in a series of caves and that is what is was like. Tiny rooms, with red lighting and low curved ceilings. Whilst we were there found some Americans - it was good to hear the sound of english from different people. We also tried a drink, I have no idea what it was called, which was really strong tasting - practically pure alcohol with a piece of lime in it - and that burnt your throat with the tiniest sip. I didn’t like it, which was lucky because a passer by knocked it over! Obviously not my night for drinks.
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