“Viens.  Danse avec moi,” a very cute guy waved his hands to me and asked me to dance with him.  In less than a second later, I was dancing with amusements.  Loud music was traveling to my ears, not only I was hearing the loud music, but I was also feeling the vibrations throughout my body.  People surrounding me were also dancing.  Good times!  Great vibrations!

Everywhere I turned, there was a bar passing out all sorts of drinks including beer, water, and coke.  As everyone knows, I do not like alcohol simply because it tastes gross.  I have to admit that I am the pickiest drinker that anyone would know.  I do not like any type of sodas, most of the coffees, most of the teas, and even lemonade.  I do not know why.  I’ve TRIED them all, but just simply don’t like the taste.  Anyways, I just had cups of orange juices.  The taste was great and it was sure cold enough to cool my body down after all the dancing. 

Crush…crack…pop!  I was stepping on crushed plastic cups.  Everywhere I went in downtown Bayonne, there were mountains of crushed cups on streets.  I’m not kidding you all!  Why couldn’t anyone be courtesy enough to walk ONLY A FEW steps to throw the cups in the GARBAGE CAN?!

It was certainly a fun night, but after a few hours, I got very sleepy as I’ve been up since 5:30 in the morning to head out of Paris to Bayonne.

GOOD TIMES!  GREAT VIBRATIONS!