… you don’t have to go to the Eiffel Tower.
And maybe you shouldn’t. The day started off okay. The sun was shining as we packed. Minutes later, when we dropped off the bags at the front desk, the streets were wet. Sigh.
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Last night’s good dinner? Not so good. I was sick to my stomach for 5 hours. Yay. Now we’re on vacation.
I felt better this morning, and it’s off to Paris. We got to the train station early, but were on our way soon enough. The Eurostar was nice. Comfy seats, even if they didn’t recline. I was able to eat breakfast – yay for me – and spent the ride napping and looking out at the English and French countryside. Penny and I didn’t take pictures, but this guy did and wrote a good description of the journey.
In Paris, our hotel was a 15 minute ride on the RER B. It was only a couple of blocks from Notre Dame and just off Place Saint-Michel.
Place Saint-Michel
I wrote all of the England-France blogs by hand while I was there. I’m leaving the tense as originally written when I type up the posts.
I’m about a mile above the Atlantic, flat on my back. This feels so weird, yet so so right.
When we got our boarding passes in Philadelphia, Penny and I realized we were no longer sitting next to each other. We were both in first class though, which made me happy. For the return trip, I won’t be so happy. Anyway … after a pointless, pathetic snack of fried cheese somewhere at the airport, we headed back to the gate. The agent said she couldn’t do anything about our seats. Oh well, we both planned to sleep for most of the overnight flight and did we really need to sit next to each other when we were going to spend six days together?
View of the center pod
Then we boarded the plane. It took a second for the odd configuration to sink in. We had scored one of the planes renovated for lie-flat seats. We couldn’t sit next to each other because there was only one pod along the windows.
Pod’s the best word for it. The angle of the seat, the frame – all very podlike. Continue reading
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