LOUUUUUUUUVRE

(To the tune of soulja boy`s crank dat)

Louvre Boy up in it (OH!)
Watch Me paint It
Watch Me sculpt
Watch Me do Dat Louvre Boy,
Then DA VINCI Dat (OH!)
Now Watch Me LOUVRE
(Paint and sculpt it)
Now Watch Me LOUVRE
(Paint and sculpt it)
Now Watch Me LOUVRE
(Paint and sculpt it)
Now Watch Me LOUVRE

Sorry....

So, Paris, day 4:

We were straight cultured out. (Danny asked me to put a translation in for that last line: We went to museums). Big, BIG ASS museums. Im talkin nine football fields long. and that was only the first one. Of course as most of you have guessed, i am talking about the Louvre. That place was Ginormous. We easily walked 5 to 10 miles in that thing today... and did i mention that was only the first museum we hit?
The Louvre was amazing: So many priceless pieces of art and sculptures that youve only read about in history books and humanities classes in college. I would love to go into it all, but seriously, neither of us have enough time for that. The building itself was a piece of art. Every nook and cranny was covered in a picture, or a carving, or anything else that is considered art that you could possibly think of. After we left there we headed over to the Musee D'Orsay, which though smaller than the Louvre, still contained more priceless art than i could count. Monet, Manet, Degas, Renoir, Renault, Toulousse, Van gogh, Pissaro, and I swear to God thats only the beginning. Marble floors adorned pricless art on the walls and ceilings. To say the least, now you hopefully understand what i meant when i said...."We were straight cultured out"

We started the day at about 8am (fuckin maloney) and ended our culturings around 6 pm. We went back to the room, and got ready for the REAL culturings (if you ask me) THE CABARET!!!

Crazy Horse Paris: The only REAL crazy horse in the world. Thats how they bill themselves. A real french Cabaret with Beautiful Dancing and Great Champagne, which all surrounded our very good seats. It was an amazing venue, and one I would suggest for everyone. The weird thing about it was i went into this expecting something a little sleazy, i wont lie, but there were more business people and high class citizens of paris at this event then probably i ever could have expected. To say the least, we were under dressed for the occasion. It was an amazing show thought, not dirty or sleazy in the least, as every dancer mustve taken ballet since like, before birth, to do some of the shit they did. I didnt know what to take from this, but dannys favorite part of the show was the two tap dancing guys that came out and did a 1950's style comedy-tap routine early chaplin-esque. Yeaaaaah... Moving on...

So after retaking in a few sites after the show, we are now back in the latin quarter, chillin out, relaxing all cool and all, when a couple of guys that were up to no good, started makin trouble in my - ... sorry. So were gonna be chillin for the rest of the night, and then its Au Revoir Paris. We have so many pictures and film that its almost insane.

We've Loved havin you guys with us on this trip, glad we could keep all of you up to date, and even more happy with the fact that people actually took time to read it. We will have much more coming at you from stateside on sunday once we get back, but this will unfortunately be our last blog of the trip, as we wont be blogging from London as we only have one night there, and then we're back in the states by 1pm sunday. Once again, Much love to you guys, we miss ya, and we will see you soon

Ladies and Gentleman: Thanks for coming out, God Bless you, good night...

PS. LOUUUUUUVREEEEEEE
MPS. (Maloney Post Script): We do have video of Mike doing the Crank dat IN FRONT of the pyramid at the louvre... can you say YOUTUBE?!?!

Sacre Coeur!

Another big day running around Paris! Today had by far our most favorite moment yet, a visit to the Basilica Sacre Coeur. You know it was amazing because Mike loved it, despite walking up 2-3 hundred stairs to get to the ground level. The Basilica is set atop the butte Montmarte, Paris' highest point, and has BREATHTAKING views of the entire city, especially at night, when you can see the Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame de Paris and Arch de Triumph lit up in all their glory. The Church itself is gorgeous inside and out, but is also deceiving in so many ways. From afar it looks enormous, like a Parisian Taj Mahal off to the north. Up close it actually looks kinda of small, but when you get in and realize just how high the domes are, the size sets in...then you realize that the massive pubilc area you're in is only a fraction of the full building.

We were also pretty pumped, because we did some Davinci Code style sleuthing and learned a lot from clues we saw in the building, like that it was once a palace and fortress that was set to defend Paris to the north. We thought it was built around the 1500-1600s and had seen numerous attacks and used to be set higher, with a moat, until a new road and hill was built around it. Turns out we were wrong on all accounts. Oh well, guess we're not quite Robert Langdon quality. Check out the wikipedia link above for the real history.

Otherwise, we did a ton today. Cruised up and down the Seine, went inside Notre Dame [which was disappointingly toursity], walked the Champs Elysees and Rue de St. Antoine and saw La Bastille, the Arch de Triumph, the Jardins des Plantes and accompanying museums, Les Vosges, the Moulin Rouge, Crazy Horse, Pigalle, Opera de Paris and Pompidou Centre. I got another delicious crepe and we had our first truly French meal at a nice restaurant since we got here [my tummy is happy]. The chocolate cake almost killed us; but if had, it would've been a great way to go!

We've gotta go rest up for tomorrow; we've got the Louvre and Musee d'Orsay on tap, so it'll be a pretty full and early day. Oh, and Mike's mom says we need to get croissants, so we'll do that, too. Can't wait though!

FELIZ ANO

So our new years consisted of meeting droves of people, Pouring champagne on hundreds, starting a huge cheer, and then there was everything not in the thirty minutes prior to 2008... Let me explain.

So, when you last heard from us, it was new years eve, upon which we decided it best to figure out which was better, American McDonalds, or Spanish McDonalds: Spanish in a heart beat. After our gourmet meal, we headed off to begin the celebrations. We walked most of the city that day, so we rested as the square filled. Now, this was NOTHING like times square, which you have to show up to like 24 hours before just to be able to be uncomfortable; no sir, it was 9pm and there was more than ample walking room. This was a dirty trick by those spaniards, as i thought Maloney was gonna kill me for booking a shitty New Years destination. Ten O`clock rolls around... the square is filled, but not packed... we go down because if theres plenty of space, then theres no need to be up in the room. We make friends easily, as we have for most of the trip, and around 11 decide to bring the stuff down. I go to walk the maybe 400 ft back to hotel to get it, and notice how friggin quick these Spaniards are: The square, and everything around it is packed. I go back, get Danny, and head up to the room.

In the room, awaiting us were our preparations: multiple bottles of champagne, and 12 grapes each, as is custom in Espana (thats spanish for spain). In the next ten to twenty minutes, we watch tens of thousands of people descend on the Puerta Del Sol from the safety of our sanctuary. Now i know what most of you are thinking... "WHAT PUSSIES!!!". Let me remind you the coolest people at mardis gras are the ones above the streets (sadly, we didnt think to get beads). Yeah, now youre feelin me. Back to the action...

So as we jam out on the balcony, dancing, singing along with all the american songs theyre playing, yelling at the passers by and wearing our wigs (you might remember danny telling you about this weird shit... well, we gave in, as we found the coolest wigs imaginable. Yup, you guessed it, the Wendy's guy wig [from the commercial... keep up dammit]) we prepare: the bottles are opened, the glasses are cheersed, and the grapes prepared.... as the countdown lessened, our popularity increased as we kept all the people below us up to date on the time. With one minute left, we told our fans, and started a HUGE cheer in the puerta del sol, definitely one of the coolest things ever, as the entire square began to cheer. At midnight, the grapes were eaten one at a time, and the fans either decided to love us or hate us as i popped multiple champagne bottles from 3 stories up and proceeded to make it rain.

FELIZ ANO MADRID!!!!

We then proceeded to have fun with the crowd over the next hour, as it never died down; with people dancing and singing and drinking everywhere. Now, this isnt official, but i think we also set a record for highest champagne pour, as i attempted to make it into the mouths of two fun loving patrons of the square (to be honest, i didnt try too hard, as it was funnier watching them, mouths agape, arm in arm, under a waterfall of suds) We got all this on tape, dont worry.

Eventually, the party died down around our hotel, so we went into the square, and proceeded to make more friends, dancing with people, getting lots of comments for you guys back at home, partying with brazilians, eating weird cookies with mexicans (i know, it sounds bad, but i promise, they were clean [and dont ever let maloney find out the truth people ;p]), buying beer from a chinese lady, and even got caught up singing kanye west with italians. Then a beautiful young lady comes up to me, and proceeds to ask

"YOU FROM BALCONY?"

[IM A STAR...] "HELL YEAH"

She then says...

"ALL THIS SHIT ON JACKET FROM YOU!!!!"

hmmm, not the adoration i expected, but all i could say was...

"THATS AWESOME... HAPPY NEW YEAR BABY"

Happy New years guys, more coming soon, from Paris

PS She ended up loving us and taking pictures after we met... I SWEAR!!!
PPS Her boyfriend, however, did not...