From Brussels to Paris in 1-Hour!

Today, we took the high-speed train from Brussels to Paris. It took about an hour. I couldn't watch the scenery too much since it sped by so quickly it made me feel train sick.

The funniest part of this mornings travel was seeing 34 people following Bob (tour leader) through the Paris train station, across an insanely busy French street, into our hotel pulling their suitcases along with various other assorted luggage. I wish I had time to take a picture.

We visited a cathedral today, but Julie will be posting our adventure there - or rather, hers!

Our hotel attendant directed us to an Internet cafe 2 blocks on the right, from the hotel. Julie and I set out, and... couldn't find it. We didn't want to go too far out of the way, so we decided to ask someone. However, people are rushing around like mad since its rush hour. Lucky for us, right there on the corner, is a water main break. Since I know that "all" water/sewer guys are wonderful , we asked them where the Internet cafe was. Unfortunately, they only spoke French but understood when we said Internet cafe (they call it cyber cafe). One of them took us, personally, across the street and right to the storefront. We thanked him profusely! Now you know that sewer guys are special everywhere and the French aren't so bad after all!

Tomorrow, Giverny!