Ok i stayed in the square Caulaincourt hostel in paris sometime around mid June. I am a white englishman with a strong accent travelling with one more of the same who goes by the name of Alwyn. We played poker in the basement and sang and danced to the beach boys,

People we met

To mad Americans called Scot and Ejero
Four even madder Californian Cheer leaders.
An australian called Sam who was a true delight to watch the bastille fireworks with
A Girl from Viginia called Laura who i had an extremely deep and life changing conversation with after knowing you for two hours.

If you are any of these people (and meeting me hasn’t traumatised you for life) then reply to this message!