In spite of the fact that British Airways worked tirelessly to make our plane ride comfortable, that 8 hours might has well have been labelled torture. But the real piece of work was navigating the metro from Charles de Gayle to the Bastille (where are room is). Never before have I seen so many people in one place at one time sprinting in completely random and different directions. It's a wonder that they don't need a full medical staff on campus to accommodate collisions.
Nevertheless, we made it to our room safe and sound, with only minimal detouring due to bad direction following. Benjamin (our host) speaks impeccable English, and has provided us with a comfortable - but quite Spartan - room. Our first course of action is to immediately fill our bellies. Though there were nearly 20 restaurants within a stones throw of our room, Benjamin steers us in the direction of Chef Paul's.
As you can see, we really hated our dinner. Especially the part where we were right on the street while eating, totally immersed in French culture and cuisine. We were left pretty tired though, so now it is off to bed, with more adventures to follow tomorrow.
Drew and Nicole
Looks good, but what is it? -Mom
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ReplyDeleteNow you have a taste of what the bible means when it says rejoice through the trails and tribulations for it's what comes after wards that makes the travel worth the trip - enjoy !
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We did order this ourselves, and it is the remnants of peppercorn steak, roasted duck, pommes au gratin, and pomme frite. We were very full after that meal, and feeling very blessed!
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