1001 Degrees Of Latino Heat!!!
Hello Everyone just thought I would update again before heading to Paris. The little village Im staying in is actually Saissac or something like that. Look it up on googleEarth and you will see how nice it is. There is a bunch of little towns and villages in the hills of Carcassone all of them are medieval and some were originally settlements of Romans or Visigoths. Every day of the weekend on of the villages has a party and all the locals of the surrounding villages go and its really fun. In an earlier update I had written there were 6000 brits in this town. I was wrong its half brits half Parisians that invade Southern France during the Summer and they are all spread out through the area. Oh yeah tour de france was through the area but Cees has no car so no way to get there. Sorry pops Ok. Now its time for the good stuff. At the start of my trip I made a list of things that I would need to do to have a fun, fullfulling trip. One of these things was running with the Bulls been there done that. Another Was fighting a European, preferably of French descent... AMERICA [email protected]@K YEAH. Before I go any further in my tale just letting you all know that I did not start it and I was not drunk, whether you believe me or not is entirely up to you. Cees and his friends take me to one of the village parties, all the parties are a little different some have a dj some have a band and some even have themes like costume parties and stuff. This particular party had a band singing all types of American songs. Its funny hearing a french person singing no doubt. Any way at some point during the night a fight broke out between two Frenchies. From where I was standing i was only able to catch the tail end of it and I saw a group of people throwing punches. The fight is broken up and there are two older French guys leading one other guy out of the village square. dude was bleeding from his mouth and he was pissed, someone hit him and hit him good, worst of all he was crying... I almost couldnt believe it. But then I remembered where I was. WHHHOOOAAA!!! This guy is sitting down crying like a little [email protected]@@h but then he stands up and walks over to a girl. He starts talking some french stuff, I couldnt understand the words he was saying but body language and tone is universal. The girl was scared and moves out of his way the guy was really pissed that he had gotten his ass kicked. After the girl moves away Im directly in his line of sight, staring at him already. He spots me, and starts walking towards me. At this point lots of things went through my head like This guy is going to fight me and Im going to get jumped by every Frenchie in the village...I was the only person in the village that spoke english. The Brits dont party so much with the French they just live in the area. I also thought about getting arrested and having my passport taken and being held up in S. France for weeks because of legal troubles and that sort of thing. Never thought I would loset the fight if it happened though. SHOOT!!! So the guy finally ends up in front of me and starts talking his French Bull ish if the situation was different I would have thought he was reading poetry to me, French is the most unintimadating language ever. I had my arms crossed and I sort of figured once he realized I didnt speak French he would leave. So I says to him I DONT SPE... CRACK!!! Mofo headbutts me. I have never been headbutted in my life and I got lucky. I was expecting him to do something the headbutt caught me by surprise but I was able to pull back just enough to avoid heavy contact. If he had hit flush I think I would have been done my friends the pretty face you have come to love would be no more. I pulled my head back and the butt still landed but it lacked the pop and weight to do anything beside piss me off, oh yeah it may have given me a fat lip but thats it. As he was pulling his head back and up I was already throwing my punch, just as his face rested in its normal position I was landing one straight to his jaw. It wasnt the strongest punch Ive thrown but damn it behind that punch was the power of the red white and blue, it landed solid and the dude stumbled some, recovered; turned around and ran. Yes, this fool started to run French+Fight=Run. I said to myself ahhh hell naw, you done did it now boy!!! so I chased him down and when I got close enough I jumped on his back got him in the rear naked choke locked my legs around his waist and pulled back. He fell down on top of me and I locked the choke on him good. The only way he was getting out of the Mississippi Craw Daddy Pinch was when I let him out of it. He was gurgling and stuff and thats finally when the rest of the Frenchies got there. I didnt understand what they were saying and I knew they couldnt understand me but somehow I knew they werent going to beat me up and they would take him away as soon as I let up. I let him go...b***** still had it in him to bite my arm as I pulled it away. It didnt break skin and it took me by surprise the only time i ever had someone bite me was when it was a kid like Dominic or Something but again he was French. So afterwards the french fries were all feeling bad and coming up to me and apologising and stuff. I was cool I was just mad that I didnt get to fist fight with him for longer, i felt jipped in a way. I only landed one punch and the dude ran away. So Freaking Gay. The next day I went with Cees to another village party in Alfons and I was hoping for the rematch but the guy never showed. Oh well that night I got so toasted it was funny. I ended up talking to so many french people that night. They were buying me drinks and some of the French that I had originally thought didnt speak a lick of english actually spoke some. I guess they were just shy to speak cause they would all say that they speak bad english and stuff or it just might be one of those things where I was a total outsider and it took them a while to get comfortable. It was a great time. People were buying me drinks asking me questions about America and everything like that it was a memorable night. Oh yeah that night my french girlfriend broke up with me. I had been avoiding her trying to get some other french girls but at some point i gave up on that and headed in her direction. When I got to her she had someone translate that she was talking to someone new....HA HA HA!!! It was funny. I have been hanging out with Cees and his friends during my stay its been really fun. At first I thought none of them was going to like me but after a couple of days they all started to open up a little and I come to find that Cees and all his friends are all into rock and roll and American fashion its pretty weird riding in a car surrounded by a bunch of frenchies and they are all singing Beatles music and listening to Nirvana. This place is so off the tourist map the locals tell me I am the only American that has been to the area.