Monday, August 06, 2007

Reccos Chronicles, Part 5d: Mona, Hunchback, Moulin and such...

Much as the €uro 8 wanted to spend more time at the Eiffel Tower, they were mindful that the constraint of time was upon them.
So with heavy hearts and empty stomachs, they trudged on to their next location....

A parting shot of the Eiffel Tower, too bad about the weather, but the €uro 8 has a knack for inducing such less than ideal circumstances for photography and such...


Some random stranger was kind enough to help take this picture. Not too sure about the place. Let's just name it "the place opposite the Eiffel".


One of the many Napoleon bridges. Check out the ang-mohs at the right, reason they were in the picture: they just barged in. No kidding. Berd da Anaconda just finished setting up the tripod, ran inside the picture, posed, and next thing we knew, these 3 individuals just rushed in to take a picture with us. Just in time for the camera(nice timing I must admit...).
We were more amused than anything.


A much favored mode of transport in Europe for us, the train.
Noisy, squeezy, no place to sit. Ah... such a lack for comfort for Spartans souls like us. No wonder we love to take the train.


From the left: Sw with an impersonation of a blind man walking, Timmy with a constipated face and the tribal symbol, Jase with a map and a meditative look, Seng grinning like he just hu-ed a 1 dai to twart a 5 dai, Beng searching for gold on the ground.


The €uro 8 were amazed by this. Can someone tell me how the f**k can the @#$%^&(*&^%$% car move out??????

Onwards, onwards they pushed. crossing different sectors and places, not forgetting to grab some lunch on the way, till they finally reached....


The Louvre.

Home of the Mona Lisa, the Nike, the Last Supper, the list goes on...
The €uro 8 couldn't resist not taking a picture of their vile presence at the Louvre, and what better place to capture such scene than this one with the glass pyramid as the backdrop?
*Note Mr Bai aka Sneaky Snakey, 3rd from the right. WTF was he thinking of? Did he had a deeply spiritual encounter hence the tilting of the head towards the heaven as an acknowledgement and appreciation of the holistic impression left on him? Or did he just want to look like a cock?


Another picture, this time, all of us are in it.


The interior of the Louvre, one of the most expensive corridor we've ever walked in. Pick any one of the stuff here and it'll cost more than the worth of the €uro 8 combined. Ten times(at least).


A parting shot before we left the Louvre.
The idea was to squeeze into a semblance of a triangle to match the form of the pyramid behind us, coupled with (some of)us fashioning a triangular shape with our hands(the ludicrous idea was suggested by Snakey).
We just looked balmy.

How can we leave the Louvre without an effigy of the Mona Lisa?!?!?!?
It is my honour to present......

The Mona Lisa.
Be overwhelmed by this great piece of art.

As much as we watned more of the Lourve, time, or the lack of it, prompted the €uro 8 to blitz through the rest of the marvellous sights that Paris had to offer, like.....


The Notre Dame Cathedral. No hunchbacks in sight.
8 brokebackers maybe...

Someplace, somewhere. I can't remember where this, any volunteers?


One of my personal favourite, The Arc de Triomphe, Place de l'Étoile!!!
Finally, we ended up at...........


Moulin Rouge! Everybody sing: "Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da!!!"


This picture totally spoils the mood.
Just look at the bemused look on Timmy and Snake's faces.
Berd, we don't mind the anaconda, but your boxers/briefs/shorts/cloth thingy totally spells tak glam!!!


Last but not least, the joke of the day: Goose da Iceman himself!
If I can have everyone's attention, please note the intense look of concentration, the crossed arms and the tightly clenched legs.
It spells: I'm trying to hold something in for the last hour or so...

And now dear readers, what's the thing that Goose is trying to hold in?

Is it:
1. pee
2. fart
3. burp
4. shit
5. all of the above

The answer will be revealed in the next post, so till next time...
-- Timmy out

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