I am going to be in Paris soon with ze Orajel for your child. Can you e-mail me with how to contact you? (sawsuaa@hotmail.com) I have a mobile phone with me you can call but it’s my friends so I really don’t want to post his phone number here.
Any chance you’re making it anywhere else in Europe? I don’t think I owe you any beer but I wouldn’t mind buying you one, anyway.
Hi Shibb.
Email on it’s way to you. It’s from my ISP email, but my name Anahita is in the subject.
See you in Paris!
Montfort , it’s not likely that I’ll make it to Sweden, although if you are in southern Sweden I might be enticed there by a couple of beers (with me buying the ones in between). I am in Paris as I write, and just spoke with Anahita a few minutes ago. I am going to run off to the Louvre and dinner right now, then dinner. Probably in that order.
The current plan is to spend the next two days in Paris, then meet a friend in Amsterdam for the weekend. From there the following week is fairly up in the air although I have a few ideas brewing.
I just wanted to pop in to this tread and say ‘Hi Anahita’
So I did 
[waves]
How are things your side of le channel?
Very well!
Have you started your course yet? Are you busy?
Come to visit in #sd!
Shibb:
The Musee d’Orsay is open until 9:45 Thursday nights. Then we can go for a drink (or more than one) and a chat.
Yay! I’m looking forward to it!
I just wanted to pop in and say hi to Shibb! I hope you’re having a great time!
Well, Stockholm isn’t quite Skåne, which is southern Sweden, but I hear there are trains…
I find it interesting that this thread is clearly addressed to ME and it has 125 hits. Ok, so maybe like 5 of them were me, so let’s call it 120 hits.
Damn you folks are nosey! What did you think it was?
An aside: John and I had a laugh when I told him I’d be meeting Shibb in Paris tonight. if he said, “I’m going to meet some woman on my message board (Castle Wolfie) in Paris to go to the Musee d’Orsay and have a few drinks,” I’d be a bit more concerned.
His response: “Ok. No problem, pet.”
Why? Because this means he gets to play Castle Wolfie all night with no interruptions from me whining to go on line. Ah, how things change.
What time shall we meet at the Musee? (There’s an e-mail waiting for you, too)
7:30pm ish
I’ll ring you before I leave here, and then we’ll meet approximately 45min - 1hr later
See you then, Shibb and Moose.
A pic of me, so you can find me
Of course, this should start with: Anahita is the first women I’ve kissed in Paris. In fact, the only person I’ve kissed in Paris. If only they hadn’t closed the Redlight district early tonight.
Of course an alternate title could be: The Women of Musee d’Orsay have no Pubes. But that deserves to be a separate thread title. Plus that picture you picked for me to bring to ChiDope will be the exception which proves the rule.
So let’s focus on the less lurid aspects, shall we? Anahita is quite lovely and certainly worthy of her own thread. Anybody who passes through France, nay, Central Europe should stop in and say hello. And her daughter is quite the looker as well. She’ll be breaking hearts around the world in about 15 years.
We had a nice, light Japanese dinner as is the French tradition after visiting the Musee. It was just a short walk past that other famous Paris museum; we were there in no time. We even got lucky and found a cab immediately on a cool, rainy night in Paris. And the rain had stopped by the time I reached my Metro stop. All in all just about a perfect evening. If we’d only been able to catch the Moose in a compromising position. I guess you can’t have it all.
Compromising positions??? I’m shocked!! Nay, disappointed!
OK, jealous. I haven’t been to Paris since 1983. My Moose has more fun than I do…
<sigh>
Moi aussi, je suis venu ici pour dire “salut!”, et de te dire que ta bebe est charmante! Les yeux si grand, et avec un tel air d’intelligence! Formidable!
Je suis un peu triste, parce que Paris me semble si lointain!
Peut-etre un jour…
Eh bien, jolie d’avoir un “thread” avec ton nom! A bientot ma chere! Une bonne poignee de main!
Rouge-mec ( l’air plus beau que “Rouge-patron”, je crois)
Grumble, grumble, grumble…
Why?
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ShibbOleth got to post this before I got to post my recap. The title was going to be “Damn, ShibbOleth came to Paris and I cheated”…on my diet (see #4)
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RedBoss’ French is better than mine.
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I forgot to sign the back of the Picture for ChiDope
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I racked up at least 2,000 calories at the “light” dinner last night. We wolfed down one starter and two entrees! Boy, all that non-pube gazing made us hungry.
Shibb, you are gentleman among gentleman. Thanks for not puttin me on the street side and putting me up for sale. And thanks for walking me all the way to the train and to the platform.
You are a real sweetie!