I woke up with a cold. I also woke up late so missed breakfast. And was told to eat my croissant in my room because Florence, my host lady, was making lunch. After being shunned to my room, I decided to get out and get some fresh air. So I went to sit in the grass near the Eiffel Tower. Great weather. Feeling a bit better. Then a flock of pigeons decided to congregate right where I'm sitting. And they are bold birds. Not afraid of humans. Not afraid to fly right at your head. And then a homeless man called me a w****. Yay France.