The Journal of Chris Baldie

So this morning after a lot of grumbling and mumbling (mostly from me), we left the hostel and headed for the world renowned Louvre… At this point Sarah realises she no longer has her passport. And due to the drunken antics of the previous night this could be a hazy adventure off lost and found.
Upon arrival at The Louvre we turn round to Anne Louise and see in her face “the return of her birthday drinks”. A quick run over to the bin and we have the trips first spew. But it didn’t end there. Oh no. No no no no no…

We entered the louvre and quickly realised that Anne louise was in no fit state to be admiring one of the world’s finest art collections. So we camped in the cafe for a half hour or so and watched Anne louise disappear to the toilets for 10 minutes at a time… Eventually coming back to spew in my cup. That was a first for me… It even made the table beside us leave. Go the scots!

So we brave to enter the museum itself and get in for free as we are under 25. Well I am… The girls weren’t but we weren’t going to tell any one that…

Now at some point we got split up and I was left wandering around by myself. But that’s no big loss what with there being real life Da Vinci’s hanging on the freaking wall. Not to mention the statue that inspired the world famous “Gummy De Milo”.

So at some point (possibly when I was admiring one of the most influential and world famous paintings in the world: Moaning Lisa), Anne Lou was off being sick on some stairs… And the being sick in her own gloves! although I suppose it’s better than being sick in someone elses…

We quickly left, before being asked to leave.

Not a whole lot happened after that… We’re now currently in a friend of Sarah and someonewho helped me when I was over here during the summer, Yvonne. And we are just about to head out to some pubs and a gig. So more may be written in this journal later!

Later, folks!

P.s. In case you are wondering about Sarah and her passport. It’s still lost. A trip to the British Embassy tomorrow! Hazaaaa!

I hate planes, I almost passed out at one point when I looked out of the window and saw the solid ground 30,000 feet below me.

After quite a mission getting on and off at the right stops, we arrived at Bastille. Which is where my terrible French came into play.
It took us about half an hour to find the youth hostel, but on the way we found an amazing crepe place, and therefore had to stop for a banana, sugar and butter one. So freakin’ tasty.

As for the youth hostel: it’s weird. But good weird.

It’s like a little apartment with 2 floors and it’s own bathroom (which is hideously tiny, less than 2 feet by 2 feet).
The only problem is that there’s 4 beds and only 3 of us, so we have to have a random stranger in with us. But she’s a Brazilian exchange model in the bed below me… So who am I to complain?

I’m thinking about starting a “Christmas” project…

You pick any drawing or give me a one word suggestion for an new piece to be commissioned. I then send you that piece of original artwork…
And in return… you send me some DVDs or a book, A CD or two or a comic (no Hellboy ones, got the set already ) or something else of what you would consider of equal value.
That way someone gets a piece of art to enjoy and in return all they give away is something they have already read or seen and are bored of.

Good idea, or terrible one?

The whole idea came to me today when in return for some Myspace design work I did for a client asked how much I wanted for the work. After Paypal had taken their cut of the money, it wouldnt really have been worth it. So I randomly looked up Idlewild’s “Make Another World” album on Play.com and it was only £3.50. So I said he could buy me that and we’d call it even.

And it felt real good.
Cash is a necessary evil… but never an enjoyable one.

Anyone know of any good free Font sites apart from Dafont?