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Part of me doesn't ever want to leave here, but part of me is so exhausted that I can't wait to sleep for a week straight.
So Thursday night, Deanna took me out to dinner. I'm still not sure why, but I wasn't about to complain. We ended up at a local Filipino buffet, which was great, but not just because it's a buffet. That didn't hurt, however.
Friday morning we were out of here before dawn to catch a 6:30 Eurostar to Paris! The train was nice, nothing special, kind of like a classy Amtrak. It definitely hauled balls - we made it through the Chunnel in 20 minutes. And once we got settled in at our hotel (small, sparse, but cute), we didn't let down. We climbed Montmartre to get to Sacre Coeur, an amazing basilica. There we met up with the other Templers who were in Paris.
After that Deanna and I mastered the Metro and went to Notre Dame. We toured the interior and climbed to the very top of the place to see the gargoyles and get a beautiful view of the city. Then we met up again with the group for dinner, then went to the Eiffel Tower, where we boarded a boat cruise of the Seine. We didn't go up in the Tower because the top level was closed, so we called it a night.
The next morning, Deanna and I went to the Arc du Triomphe, and by that point my legs had turned to jelly from all the stairs. But the worst was yet to come. We walked down the Champs Elysses to meet the rest of the group at the Louvre, a walk of at least a couple miles, on the hottest day of the summer in Paris. After we did the Louvre, we walked back down the Champs, because they hadn't done it yet. When we got back down to the Arc, D and I took a train to our hotel to shower and change. We all met up at the Eiffel Tower for a picnic, which for me consisted of quiche, grapes, a peach, and a bottle of cheap champagne. Then Deanna, Liz and I went up to the Tower just as the sun set and watched the lights come on around the city from the top of the world. Then we had the best crepes ever (ham, egg and cheese) and D and I went to the Latin Quarter where we walked around and watched some street performers. Then we took the bus home and passed the eff out.
We had an early train this morning, so we woke up, ate breakfast and came back to London. We went our separate ways, I went to the London Transport Museum which was a lot of fun. It's the most interactive museum I've ever been to - even got to "drive" a train. Then D and I met up for dinner, but everything was closed so we just went to a supermarket and bought some dinner. What'd we have? Buttered toast, sausages and omelettes. After a couple days of continental breakfast, we were really in the mood for a good English breakfast, even if it was at 8 in the evening.
I'll probably go to sleep early tonight, because I'm beat. But I haven't gone to sleep early yet on this trip, so we'll see.
So Thursday night, Deanna took me out to dinner. I'm still not sure why, but I wasn't about to complain. We ended up at a local Filipino buffet, which was great, but not just because it's a buffet. That didn't hurt, however.
Friday morning we were out of here before dawn to catch a 6:30 Eurostar to Paris! The train was nice, nothing special, kind of like a classy Amtrak. It definitely hauled balls - we made it through the Chunnel in 20 minutes. And once we got settled in at our hotel (small, sparse, but cute), we didn't let down. We climbed Montmartre to get to Sacre Coeur, an amazing basilica. There we met up with the other Templers who were in Paris.
After that Deanna and I mastered the Metro and went to Notre Dame. We toured the interior and climbed to the very top of the place to see the gargoyles and get a beautiful view of the city. Then we met up again with the group for dinner, then went to the Eiffel Tower, where we boarded a boat cruise of the Seine. We didn't go up in the Tower because the top level was closed, so we called it a night.
The next morning, Deanna and I went to the Arc du Triomphe, and by that point my legs had turned to jelly from all the stairs. But the worst was yet to come. We walked down the Champs Elysses to meet the rest of the group at the Louvre, a walk of at least a couple miles, on the hottest day of the summer in Paris. After we did the Louvre, we walked back down the Champs, because they hadn't done it yet. When we got back down to the Arc, D and I took a train to our hotel to shower and change. We all met up at the Eiffel Tower for a picnic, which for me consisted of quiche, grapes, a peach, and a bottle of cheap champagne. Then Deanna, Liz and I went up to the Tower just as the sun set and watched the lights come on around the city from the top of the world. Then we had the best crepes ever (ham, egg and cheese) and D and I went to the Latin Quarter where we walked around and watched some street performers. Then we took the bus home and passed the eff out.
We had an early train this morning, so we woke up, ate breakfast and came back to London. We went our separate ways, I went to the London Transport Museum which was a lot of fun. It's the most interactive museum I've ever been to - even got to "drive" a train. Then D and I met up for dinner, but everything was closed so we just went to a supermarket and bought some dinner. What'd we have? Buttered toast, sausages and omelettes. After a couple days of continental breakfast, we were really in the mood for a good English breakfast, even if it was at 8 in the evening.
I'll probably go to sleep early tonight, because I'm beat. But I haven't gone to sleep early yet on this trip, so we'll see.
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