Par-is Not for Us - Day 3, 4 & 5

Woke up too late to enjoy the breakfast in our hotel so ran next door to have a slice of Margherite pizza, which is known in the states as Cheese, while Beth had a strawberry tart. The pizza slices in Europe are already pre-cooked and the slice you pick goes in the toaster to be heated. I guess that is better than having a slice of pizza sitting in the heat all day long until someone purchases it. Oh, and the pepperoni is very spicy here. But I’m not a fan of spicy food either so I’m am sure there are those who will think otherwise. As far as the tart, Paris’ were better than the ones in London. Both are still very good. We have decided that we need to find a place that makes wonderful tarts and crepes.

After our wonderful and filling breakfast, we head to the Palace de Versailles which is home to the Royal family of one of the King George’s. We take the train down to Versailles and from the rear we hear music. ‘Oh, how nice. They have entertainment on the train. That’s a wonderful idea.’ After the musicians’ performance they came around asking for money. Of course, not knowing any better I begged Beth to give them a little cash. The music put me in a good mood and I was excited about our visit to the palace. We hit the train station that we are to transfer on as the train approaches we see a train full of people where red and yellow outfits. There must be a game, but what for? Football (Soccer)? Once the train stops, the fans begin singing and blowing into their vuvelas (horns) and causing craziness. Every single fan is dedicated to this team. As they walk off the train you can feel their excitement and almost want to be a part of it. Luckily, they let me take a picture which I have posted in Facebook.

We arrive to the palace and it is beautiful and big. This was bigger than the Tower which I totally adored. There are no words to describe the beauty of this palace. So, I will not talk about the visit but rather recommend that you visit our Facebook page and see the photos.

Day 4 -

We visited Notre Dame and Sacre Coeur. Both were great experiences and we were pretty happy that we had an opportunity to check 'em out. At Sacre Coeur we weren't allowed to take pictures indoors. But for those of you that know that Beth likes to be a rebel, it goes without saying that she still took photos. The pictures aren't the best, but they at least give you a feel of the architecture and atmosphere.

As we were heading to the tube station to head home, we get train tickets to the airport. Holy buckets did they cost alot!!! It was 17 Euro for the both of us to travel to the airport and we thought that was a bit ridiculous considering it wasn't that expensive when we arrived. But who knows. So, not only did we purchase tickets for the next day, we needed tickets to get back to the hotel. We purchase our tickets and I slide my ticket in the machine with no problem. But for some reason it rejected Beth's. Are you kidding me? We just purchased the tickets so why wouldn't they work.

By this time we were fed up with Paris and the train stations. In London, there is someone to help you at every single tube station and machines where you can buy tickets. Not this way in Paris. At every 3rd location (that might be giving them too much credit) you were able to speak with someone from the Paris transportion department.

Day 5 -

We know that given the way the trip has gone so far that we better leave 3 hours before departure. Well, it's a good thing we did! Going through the tube stations was not fun at all. Again, we had trouble using our tickets. After trying 3 to 4 times to get through the machine and having the French yell at us, we decide to hop over the ticket machine. What a waste of our 17 Euro. We should've used this method the entire time we were there. Once we arrive to the airport, we got lost in the airport trying to find our terminal to check in. After walking down to the end of the terminal for our carrier, we have to walk all the way back to where we started. So, we still hadn't checked in yet. Normally airports will have the check in near the entrance, but not in France.

Whatever, I'm happy to be home and I'm over it. We have realized that any other vacations that we take will only last a few days. It'll save us money and stress!!!