We arrived in Paris at 7:15 am. We had planned on sleeping on the bus but our driver made this impossible. He was a sassy, young man who drove way to fast and broke way too hard. Every time you would start to fall asleep he would jerk or stop and you would fly out of your seat.
When we arrived into Paris we had the option of paying for a metro ticket to take us to our train station or we could walk. Of course, we walked. It took us close to 4 hours after you add all our stops and detours. We saw a couple of Cathedrals and The Paris Opera House. Once at our station we sat in a Starbucks. We were exhausted from lack of sleep and walking over the past 4 days.
A French speaking man made an announcement over the intercom and all the passengers scrambled out of the train.
Both Becca and I were excited for our train ride. I had never ridden in a train before and the closest Becca had come to a train ride was the subway. We put our bags up and got comfy in our seats. We thought things would actually go well for once. We were too hopeful. A French speaking (great..) man made an announcement over the intercom and all the passengers scrambled out of the train. We did the only thing you can do in a situation like that. We followed the crowd. I started asking around to see if anyone spoke English. A man turned to me and explained (in English, praise The Lord) that something was wrong with the train so we had to board a different one. On this new train things were not so luxurious for us. Instead of having a nice seat next to each other we were squished next to a bunch of strangers, standing for an hour and a half. There were a few people who spoke some English on our train so we talked with them a bit. Everyone we had met so far in France were very nice and helpful.
That night we slept in a bed and it was amazing.
We arrived in Normandy where we would be staying with a distant/step relative who lives in the small town of Ste. Croix sur Aizier. Normandy is the country side of France full of small towns like Aizier. The lady we are staying with, Madame Pion, lives in a little farm house with a small guest house that Becca and I would be staying at. The guest house has a small kitchen, a bathroom (with a shower!!!), and a very comfortable bed. She has 6 dogs, 16 cats, a few rabbits, dozens of chickens and geese, a goat, a horse, and a donkey.
That night we unpacked and washed some of our clothes. We had a marvelous dinner with as much bread as we could eat (swoon)! That night we slept in a bed and it was amazing.