I gotta say, it felt good to get out of Paris. We were nowhere near the protests last night, but the disruptions (and the mountains of garbage piled on the streets) were unpleasant, to say the least. And I’m still bummed that we couldn’t get to Versailles…but c’est la vie.
So today we zipped through the Chunnel on the Eurostar train. It’s so cool to be able to go from the centre of Paris to the centre of London in just over two hours (as opposed to a full day’s journey when you go via ferry, as I did many many years ago.) I’m not known for my navigation skills, but I’m familiar enough with London that I managed to get us from the train station to the hotel without ever looking at a map. Ha!
We had some great fish n chips at a local pub and Brayden and I even shared a cider. Last day to explore tomorrow—cheers!