just another post for a friend.

… so, this one goes to one night in Paris, actually the first night I came to Paris, last december, and strange meeting... That is why I love changing places, and getting into trouble, every time there is some problem on the road, you meet somebody new, cliché but anyway... I always think there is some good reason for every bad thing that happened to me while I was traveling...
…so, the day started like shit, the weather on the highway was shitty and my friend drove me to the airport in Treviso. I've had a plan: I should arrive in Paris around 00:00,catch a metro, and go to a party where Manu should be. But, as always, when you last need it, plane was late, with no reason. I was just sitting there on airport, on the floor, doing nothing, thinking what will happen if I come to Paris and there will be no metro… Many people around but nobody to talk with actually. The flight was finally ok, and by my side there were 2 Slovenian people in the plain so we talked a little, but I wasn’t really in a good mood. And when we arrived in Paris Beauvais, I had to take bus to Paris center, cause it is 80km away. Cheap flights, many problems :) and when I entered bus I’ve putt my ass on one place left and I didn’t even look who was the person on the other seat, cause I was speaking with Slovenian couple. And than in some moment, the guy next to me needed info about the metro, I think, and we started to talk. After one hour of talking and changing subjects every 5 minutes, laughing like idiots (I think whole bus was listening to us), he gave me an e-mail. Actually, I’ve meet million of people during my travels, but I never took anybody's address. It was just some kind of romantic- oldschool-wtf thing "if it was meant to be, we will meet somewhere else and be friends". And I broke the rule this time. Anyway, when bus was in Paris, we found out that metro is really not working any more, so we had to find a way to get to the center. 4 of us (couple from Slovenia, me and the guy) thinking if we should catch a cab or not… we were really far away from center, and I was even more from Manu's place. So we decided to get into metro and see if it is really true that it is not working (don’t know why I did that, I just had to). Inside there was one man walking and we asked him what is going on and after 3 words with him, he kindly offered to give us a drive to center, for free. We were confused, in the middle of night, somebody who saw us first time, wanted to help us... The guy and I made a deal, cause we were little afraid, that we will go out in center, so nobody will stay alone with the driver. And actually it was a really great ride, the driver talking about Paris during night, making jokes etc... So, finally we went out in center. We looked at the map, and realized that everybody had to go in different direction, so we said goodbye, the Slovenian girl took a photo, but she never send it to me,… I had to walk alone for next 40 minutes, trough small empty streets, with people sleeping on the floor... little scary but fun anyway... and I was angry at me, cause it was second time in my life I didn’t took my hitchhiker bag, but normal fancy one, and I’ve had to carry it over whole Paris heheh. So anyway, even we were both in Paris for next few days, The guy and I didn’t meet, even if I was thinking that it would be really fun to have him with us when we go out... And after all that talking i actually started to miss him… I've had in my self phone number of his cousin from Paris, cause he called to say that plane is late, but it would be really weird if I called him... Now, I hear from him from, time to time, on myspace, and I laugh on his msg, like I was during our bouncing around Paris. But I had always problems to decide if few hours of talking is really enough to call somebody “a friend” . I know I will probably never see him again, and as I said before, I never found a reason to stay in touch with persons I meet in train or bus or whatever. Now, I have little regrets because we didn’t see each other while I was in Paris, cause Filipe from Sao Paulo, 24 years old, non-smoker, who works in some law-firm, was really a nice guy to talk with. If you meet him somewhere on the road, you should now that everything will go right on your trip.