Almost Miss the Train to Paris

Well, now we catch up to today. We finally get hit by the jet lag and wake up after 10 hrs of sleep. Unfortunately, it seemed to hit on the morning that we have to travel to Paris on the Eurostar. Train leaves at 11am...wake-up time at 920am. And we are about 40 min away, haven't packed, or figured out exactly how to get there.

After jamming everything into the bags, checking-out quickstyle, and running to the tube (see, I'm British, I am!), we finally get to the terminal about 1040pm. Fly thru security and push our way to the crowd and somehow ending up near the front of the line. This is why you should use a backpack and not a roller. Farewell London, and thanks for letting us cut in line.

2 hrs later, right into Paris. Watch for pickpockets everywhere and be cautious of everyone. esp. them little kids. Bathrooms cost 1 Euro to use. Good thing they don't serve as much Indian food here as they do in London. They could make a fortune.

Our hotel here is in the Opera district; again, in the shopping/ritzy area of Paris. It's kinda nice but it's amazing how ppl take fashion so seriously here. Even the homeless are dressed better than me. and that's not being sarcastic. I'm now 1 for 3 on the Honeymoon line....apparently, she wants to help but they are completely booked. I can't believe the nerve of some places not giving us free stuff just because I tell them we're on a honeymoon. selfish I tell you.

We go buy some food, wine, cheese, and baquette at the gourmet store down the street and I attempt to use the 2-yrs of French from high school. I can only really use Bonjour and Parlez-vous Anglais?, which in itself is remarkable that I rmember. I can only imagine that I look like a retard when they respond with a question before I get to the Parlez-vous part though.

Head over to the Eiffel Tower for the glamourous night shot, which looks pretty cool and not exactly the same as the Vegas version. A bit bigger, I think. I just watched European Vacation so I'm trying to think how that dog jumps from the ledge all the way to the River below, when it's so far away. Anyways, got some good pics before it starts raining like crazy and we ran it back to the subway.

Get back home, eat our homemade/bought dinner and finally get to check some email. Sweet, Cal wins! Go Bears!