I'm really behind and I guess it's because it's been so nice sharing experiences with Heather as they happen rather than blogging about them later.
But I will try to start catching up now. And when she leaves Monday, I may very well lock myself in the hotel room and get all the way caught up because that very first day alone again, I may just not feel too much like taking on any new adventures. :)
The train ride up here from Nice was delightful. It was a 6-hour trip but the train was quite comfortable, very quiet, and the views out the window were very nice. We traveled along the coast of the Mediterranean for longer than I would have imagined and when we finally turned inland, we were going through what was most like Provence with many vineyards, old farms with the houses and buildings like you see in all the pictures, the white cows that I know have a French name but I can't think of it...all in all, very pleasant.
We arrived in Paris only about 20 minutes late. I had heard from Heather almost as we were pulling into the station who called to tell me that she had overslept her wake-up call (her plane left at 4:40 p.m. US time, got into Paris at about 6:30 a.m. Paris time (12:30 a.m. US time) and when she was finally allowed to check in to the hotel, she took a nap and really zonked out. Poor thing - she started fighting a cold the day before she came over. So she suggested taking a taxi instead of the Metro and even though I had received a lot of helpful tips from a man sitting next to me on t train, I decided that was the wise thing to do and did it. Was so glad I did because it wasn't too expensive and my cab driver spoke fairly good English and when he realized it was my first trip really made an effort to let me know what we were passing, telling me a couple of things he thought I really had to see, and generally just being very nice. A very good introduction to Paris, after Nice! So, first photos after Nice:
After getting settled in, we didn't do much the rest of the day except wander around the streets surrounding the hotel. The hotel is delightful by the way. I wanted to take a picture of the room at some point because it's small, but so nicely decorated, but it's also with two of us here pretty much always quite cluttered. However, I did take pictures of the views from our windows, which open up so you can lean out and look.
And just a few more pictures I took as we wandered:
And that's all the pictures I have for my first day in Paris and also all I can think to relate. I think aside from feeling puny Heather was as thrilled to be here as I was to have her here and we've been having a great time each day.
More tomorrow evening hopefully. :)
- Mary Lynne
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- When I started my retirement travels - the first of which was my solo overseas trip to Italy in 2009 - I wanted a way to share it with family and friends as it happened. Hence, "My Travel Journal". However I realized I wouldn't always be on a trip and wondered what to do with the blog in between times. My daughter pointed out, wisely, that travels can also include trips to the kitchen to try a new recipe, trips to visit family, trips to my neighborhood Starbucks, or a fun day trip with a friend. You're welcome to join me on any of these journeys!
P.S. I've set up separate pages for each of my major trips (see tabs above).
I recently added an "Italian Word a Day" thingie which shows up at the bottom of every page. You see the word and can click to hear it pronounced. I've been enjoying it and I think my accent is improving as time goes by.