Looking at the other passengers on this bus I was dreading my experience as there was a rather large school group accompanying us accompanying thus I expected noise and mess everywhere. Pleasantly surprised to see, and hear, that my judgement was incorrect. They were only slightly louder than the usual passenger, but nothing too disturbing.
Paris. It’s certainly been fun; especially the Bastille Day fireworks, and the Catacombs, but now it’s time to say “Au Revoir”; until we meet again…
“This is unbelievable! Look at this! There’s no city like this in the world. There never was… Can you picture how drop dead gorgeous this city is in the rain? Imagine this town in the ’20s. Paris in the ’20s, in the rain. The artists and writers!”
Midnight in Paris (2011)
Got up pretty early today to catch the Bastille day parade. Now the actual start to the parade is from the Arc de Triomphe but we, another guy from the hostel and I, though we’d go further down the road to avoid the crowds a bit. Turns out, you just have to go where you’re sent.
After a sleepless night on Monday I expected to fall asleep immediately but unfortunately this was not the case. I ended up having a very restless night. To rectify this, I got up and had a healthy breakfast of fruit and made a plan for the day.
€5! This hostel charges €5 to keep your belongings in a locker for the day. Obviously I denied that service and sat around with my bag until I could check in. Unfortunately I had arrived at my hostel at 10.30am and I couldn’t check into my room until 2pm. I did utilise my time wisely though, I spent it surfing through websites finding out my objectives for the next couple of days.
After a week in Exeter and two weeks in York, I decided I needed to get back on the road again. It had been too long…