Cassie: Here’s some more pictures…
https://picasaweb.google.com/twomagadan/AroundParisBrugge?authkey=Gv1sRgCLP5rIL518eAWw
One thing we forgot to mention in our last blog post was the fact that our GPS aka ‘Juliet’, bless her cotton socks, took us into the centre of Paris when in fact we were trying to find the caravan park we are staying at well on the outskirts of the city. The whole reason we booked the caravan park was to avoid the whole Paris traffic thing but alas, we literally made it to the centre and had to get our way out of it again. Thankfully Graeme was driving and did a wonderful job of manoeuvring the Troopie through the tight traffic and narrow streets, All up, we were in traffic for maybe 2hrs or more. We think what happened is that the GPS ignored our recently programmed address for the caravan park and instead had a hissy fit and picked up the fact that we had previously programmed in Paris itself. Not a very logical explanation but it’s the only one we can come up with. Yikes, oh well, we lived to tell the tale!
It’s 11.30am on our second day in France and we’re tied up at the caravan park doing our washing of all things. But, it’s wonderful that they have a washing machine and dryer that we’re able to use. It just means patience is required when sitting idly by waiting for clothes to wash and dry. It sure beats washing everything by hand. Our sight-seeing today will be cut short but nevertheless, on the list today is Notre Dame. We’ll also try our best to find a cafe that doesn’t take the table top away when we ask for a cup of coffee. Although, we were both in stitches about that yesterday. Probably not the most suitable decorum for a cafe but you try keeping a straight face when a surly guy takes the table top away from you. “You want a coffee!? Well then, I must take this table top away from you!”.
Tomorrow morning we will be on our way to Calais for the train ride to the UK! Super excited. Looking forward to being able to use our language and converse fluently with people again in an English speaking country. It also means our trip is coming to an end. The UK is the final country on our itinerary. Some days I feel like I could continue for another three months, but I equally feel tired enough to make me ready to go home.
Oohhhhh, Paris! I so envy you both. Ze red boots is ze jolie.
ReplyDeleteI would have like to see you attempt sitting patiently whilst doing the laundry.
ReplyDeleteI've only been over the UK once, and a long time ago now, with a week in Austria skiing. However, I quickly learn't that the French & the English detest each other. I would imagine that they only hear English and would not be able to discern between Aussie English, English English & Yankee English.
I also recall, IN the UK, that although I spoke English, I had many poms stare at me blankly due to the accent. It was bizzar.
Cool photos, and also the panoramas are awesome too.
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