Sunday night, on the train back to London, connecting with the local train back to Reading. We had a nice weekend in Paris, as short as it was. We arrived really late on Friday night, and my dad, of all people, was the one who suggested that we go out to get something to eat. So we left the hotel at almost 1 AM and found a little deli a few blocks from the hotel that was on the verge of closing. I had a piece of fruit pie, Sarah had an eggplant and pepper salad and Dad had a piece of quiche. My pie was good, Sarah liked her salad, but the quiche was lacking, according to Dad. I had no desire to try it. The deli was the first of many places that in which we would be able to communicate our needs in English.
Saturday we went to Eiffel Tower, and walked the Champ Elyses to the Arc Du Triomph. We walked a lot. On Sunday we went to the Louvre, saw Mona, and her slight smile, as we were herded by like cattle. I’m really tired right now, and don’t want to write anymore, so will fill in the gaps later. Good night.
same day – Guest entry from Sarah:
My time in Europe and in Italy (wink Noah) has been great so far. I have experienced so much in only 3 weeks. I arrived in Reading on July 18th at about 10 in the morning. Ronny picked me up from the train station and we walked over to his flat. He showed me around and then we went out to lunch at a place called The Gorge Cafe. Ronny advised me not to order the black pudding, so of course I had to ask what it was. Its pure cow blood. So that made me lose whatever appetite I had and Ronny ate my food. After lunch I walked back to his flat and slept until he came home from work around 6:30 or so. He talked me into going out that night so we headed for the Slug and Lettuce. They have to stop serving alcohol in England at 11 so we went to the Purple Turtle after that. I guess they have a special license or something. We stayed there until 2 and went home. I was beat, plus we had to get up early on Saturday because we were going to London for the weekend. I like London a lot. I love that you can walk down the street and hear so many different languages, it is very eclectic. We walked around all day, and saw many things. Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, The British library, that was cool, they have actual Beatles lyrics.