I am reading Down and out in Paris and London now. It’s very good. But I have discovered something entirely too annoying about myself. I am only on page 43 and the title pretty much sums up the book (at least during these early stages). A guy (George Orwell) talking about being down and out in Paris and London and he speaks of living on 20 francs a day or that something cost him 200 francs or that he spent 1000 francs on a prostitute. And each time I think,
Hmmmmm how much is that?
And then I read on and never really figure it out. And it’s been about 4 years since I went to Paris or London (though the book hasn’t gotten to London yet) so my conversions are rusty (if there at all). Am I that lazy that I won’t find the answer before finishing the damn book? My translation is this,
Well shit, if he’s ‘down and out’ 20 francs, well that’s gotta be like… nothing
while I scratch my ass, eat a not dog and drink a bud. Does anyone know this off the top of their head? Convert me please.