Thursday, April 7, 2011

girls with imagination

that's us
: : let me tell this story : : 
{setting} paris, france. near the arc de triomphe. side street. 
{time} nearly midnight.
{characters} amy, emily, me.
it was late at night and we were roaming the streets of paris. to pass the time we resorted to role playing 3 young british women. talked their talk. walked their walk. using words like cheers, cheerio, lovely, bloody, rubbish, knickers, etc. and we were entertained for a long time.
[a half hour at least]
we were completely in our own world. telling each other of our english lives. never [ever] breaking the accent. we were naturals. only going on and on with stories. adding and building off each other's stories. endless stories. after we had walked for a long time we broke out in laughter. we were laughing at the fact that we had just passed the time with our "made up" lives. if anyone heard or saw us... how embarrassing! but it was so fun. we were dying of laughter.

girls with imaginations--24 years old.
talk about a good time.  

1 comment:

  1. Oh what a fun night!!! It is true we are girls with great imaginations... even at ages 23-24! I think I still have a bit of that six pack left over from our laughter that night! This is only one of the wonderful memories taken from our amazing trip! Keep blogging girl!! I love reading about our trip! Miss you and love you LOTS!!!

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