Day 18: Paris, France

The lady at the front desk was so pissed at P-Dog this morning because of Smeagol. P-Dog had no idea what had happened...but, he did luck out when she was too busy yelling to realize Pat was showering for free(which i found it really strange that they make you actually pay to shower). And better yet, they make you pay to go to the bathroom in half of these cities too. But, P-Dog is too smart for that! Instead, he just doesn't go..just holds it all in. Most of us resort to a monkey butt hang every city or two, but not P-Dog. Since P-Dog's last monkey butt hand (Day 11: Rome, Italy), he has stored the following somewhere in his body:

1. Mulitple pizzas
2. Three Doner Kebab sandwiches
3. Countless servings of baguettes and cheese
4. Lasagna
5. Two Big Macs
6. Oatmeal
7. Two Freedom Fries
8. Banana
9. Twenty Hooter's wings
10. Cheeseburger and Fries
11. Curly fries, candy bars
12. Bruschetta Chips
13. Roast Duck
14. Escargo

This is most likely a small version of his diet, but it gets the majority of his new diet. And on Day 18, he decided to let it all go, finally. And since this was such a major part of our entertainment, kinda weird, but i had to include it.
But back to Smeagol from last night. So when P-Dog was getting yelled at because of Smeagol, she mentioned how she wanted to kick us out because people left (50% to be exact) the hostel because of all the noise, but then she couldn't because they wouldn't have any money. But we escaped the lady, and still got to stay one more night.
Today, we took a little train to Versailles. Spent the day there looking at the palace there. Pretty rough day though. I smell.
After we returned to our welcoming hostel, we took a nice nap and showered up. Tonight was Pants, Jack, Nic, and Kat's last night in Europe, and the last time we would have the priviledge to see Rohn. So, we did the usual - gathered together for a romantic meal. But this time Rohn invided one of his bozo friends who was actually out of his mind. But it turned out Rohn's old man friend was one of the brothers who started Kinko's. So we let him stay and eat with us. After our incredibly long 3.5 hour meal, the singing of the French national anthem, and 12 toasts and speeches, we said our goodbyes to the fam. And soon after it was just the four of us, Smeagol, P-Dog, Pels, and I sleeping in our hostel. Getting ready to wake up early.