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... it has a handbook. The bar was decorated with beer memorabilia from around the world, we did find a tootheys and xxxx serving trays. I had a rather nice cherry flavoured beer that tasted more like a cider. With fries and beer sorted the next item to cross of the list was waffles. We had been told the difference between tourist waffles and fresh Belgium waffles (all natural, ok so with a dusting of sugar). They were yummo, melt in your mouth good. From here ...
... to Gare du Midi in the late afternoon, and had an enjoyable return train trip to Paris.
On arrival back in Paris, I decided to try the local metro for the first time, and managed to buy a ticket without any drama, finding my way easily and quickly back to my apartment.
Being my second to last night in Paris, I took a final night walk along the Champs-Elysees, before returning to the apartment to make plans for my final ...
... this, cheerfully offered to drop us all at home. I was quite grateful to my driver, as I would have had to order a taxi, which have also been known to pull funny scams.
So, it will probably never happen again, but I can now honestly say that I have been in the official residence of the Canadian ambassador, and not only that, but I have spoken to him personally, eaten his food and drunk his wine. I still can't believe it happened, to be honest.
Had a bit of sightseeing yesterday went on bus trip but it was stilted and dull. Spent ages sitting in traffic as no bus lanes like other city's. Didnt get out as buses were infrequent and were afraid of being left behind.We did see some nice sites and not all the city is as grubby as where we are. If we walk to Grand Plac about 20 minutes away heaps of ...
... disaster of becoming lost? I think I’ve spent far too long in
the Middle East now that I realise that those things seem normal to me.
Proudly stepping off the train the lovely Flemish guy grins and waves
at me as he goes past “Good bye!”. “Oh Goodbye!” I grin back at him and head
towards the station. Immediately I’m struck by how freezing it is. I’m so glad
I brought a jacket