Note to self – When spending the evening in Brussels and consuming many of those Trappist Monk beers you may want to carve in a little “downtime” before heading out to Paris. Yep those beers taste great the night before can kick your arse the next morning. Anyway off we go to the Train Station and sadly for those of you thinking you may get a good meal in the Brussels train station you are going to be disappointed. A good nap on the train and we arrive in Paris and I am starting to think that Mr Sun doesn’t visit Europe in March. No wonder the English and French drink so much, they must only get sunlight in July.
Mrs. Trumpet secured us a hotel near the Eiffel Tower and after stowing our bags and a quick lunch we headed out. We jumped on the Metro and as we were walking to the Eiffel Tower Mrs Trumpet was being followed by a pick pocket. Thankfully we already took measures and had a nice French lady stop us and warn us of pickpockets in the area. “You have to watch out for the Romanians Gypsies, they are nothing but trash!” I bet that ole Paul would be hurt hearing “Romanian Trash” but hey even Memphis has our own problem with bums.
For the trip to Paris we took a page from my man crush, Anthony Bourdain, and didn’t bother with going up in the Eiffel Tower or the Louvre but we drove by them and snapped some pictures. We took one of those “Double Decker” Buses and let me tell you, it is worth the Euros as you see all the main sites and get some history as well. We sought advice from Michelle and Mary G and let me tell you, they both have some great places to eat, drink and see. We had a good time in Paris and defiantly will be back. Now on to the pictures.
Heading to the Train to Paris (with a monumental hangover)
We really need to get these in the US
Old time Departure board with the scrolling letters
As close as I got to to it
St Germain Area
View from our Hotel room (Again where are you Mr Sun?)
I love this country, OTB everywhere you look!
Our View from the Double Decker Bus
I would love to have the window cleaning contract on that sucker
Oh yeah, we blend!
Booksellers along the West Bank
Some Arch de something
Not sure what was going on here but it is kind of nice to have a police escort when navigating the streets of Paris
Yeah, we didn’t figure out the Metro very well on this trip – They don’t speak English here.
Yep, this was a Metro ride that we got lost and had to double back