There is this girl on the trip who is here clearly to just drink and get fucked up and hook up with foreign guys, and she keeps sighing about how much she loooooves Paris and France and tries to act worldly and cultured. Yesterday we were taking the train from Barcelona to Paris and we stopped in the south of France- somewhere south of Narbonne. We peered out the window, trying to figure out where we were, and she announced proudly we were in Sortie.

Sortie means Exit. She was reading an exit sign.