We flew into Brussels because it is cheaper than flying directly into Paris and that is where we need to go back to connect to get to Nottingham, England for work. From there we took the train...sounds simple enough right, well it would be if anything would have been in both French and English, so long story short we waited at the wrong train station to catch our Paris train almost too long and had to run in between platforms, up stairs (with 50 and 43 pound bags...mine of course would be the 50) and through confusion to finally get on the train and headed to Paris. In Paris things got surprisingly easier...we were able to take a cab from the train station to our hotel which is just a few short blocks from the Arc De Triomphe.
|View from our room.|
|Quiche and a great buttery chocolate croissant.|
|Jennie and her awesome strawberry dessert!|