the taint of europe

let me start out by first saying, EVERYTHING THEY SAY ABOUT FRANCE IS TRUE. Fuck those rude arrogant mother fuckers. I will never step foot in that stupid fucking country so long as I live. And I hope to god some stupid Frenchie comes to the USA to ask me for help and I can laugh in his face and tell him to go eat a baguette. I will delve into this more in a bit. We started by taking a bus to San Sebastian which looked absolutely bueatiful but we were only there for a short time. We then took an hour long communter train to the French city of Hemendaya to get to our high speed train to Paris. Once in Hemendaya the drama begins. We get in line for the information booth slash ticket booth with our French cheat sheet in hand so we could try and speak to the ticket person. We asked him very nicely in French if he spoke English to which he responded tha the didn’t. A lady in line behind us helped translate for us so we could get the tickets. What a cocksucker, I wanted to strangle him. He was the biggest dick head ive ever met. First it takes about 30 minutes to even get our tickets and this guy tries to overcharge our group by over 200 euro. And halfway though the whole ordeal the stupid fuck switches to PERFECT ENGLISH. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH FRENCH PEOPLE, WHY DOES EVERYONE PRETEND LIKE THEY CANT SPEAK ENGLISH. Finnally after the dude overcharged us so much we decided that it was way too much extra money and that we were just going to go back to Pamplona. We went around an located an internet café to check the price of trains and planes to Paris, we even tried to rent a car and we were going to drive it to Paris, we found out that our hostel had a 48 hour cancellation policy so there was no way we could cancel the reservations. We headed back to the train station to purchase our tickets and this time around we got a very nice person. He helped us out and didn’t try to overcharge us nearly 400 american dollars. He toldus to walk across the border into spain for cheap food to eat. It was kinda cool that you can just stroll into Spain from France on foot, and we took some pictures of us right on the border. Oh yea, and our plan was to take the highspeed train and arrive in Paris Friday night before 11. Since we chose just to wing it, there was only first class available and the only available train was the night train which meant we would have to suck it up and pay for a night at the hostel without staying in it. We ended up staying in the shithole of a city Hemndaya from noon till 10pm. When we got on the train the seats sucked and it was a long ass ride with not very much sleep. We sat in the back with some backpackers from Florida, but couldn’t really chat that much because every person on the train kept giving us dirty looks just for talking , oh well tomorrow ill be in Paris hopfully things will be better, I hope to god that Parisians aren’t more rude than the Hemndayas.