The day is done, the night has come, I'm not sure what else there is to be done.
Back home now after trying to get past the apple store, unfortunately it was a very far walk, so we got half way and caught the metro home.
Below is a the beer of choice for the evening. Something not common anywhere else. Desperados is it's name and it's quite a sweet woodish beer. Not to brutal and thick but smooth.
The wine from last night didn't get finished either so will try do that a little later.
It's bloody cold here and it looks like New Years might just be spent inside. As nice as it is to be in Paris for new years, the cold makes it extremely un-attractive.
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Dressed like an onion! The cold still bites. It's been a day of laughs, sights, crowds, Starbucks and lots of walking!
We on the train back from Versalies the majestic gold plated palace! It's absolutely mind blowing! To think one chap owned all that land! And what each room was for, seems a bit too much.
It's been dually noted that the transports systems work here in Europe. The reason people don't stay on top of each other is because they can use the space and systems to get around.
As a tourist, the sooner you know the system the closer to the magic you are.
For lunch, today was chicken and bacon sandwich with a sprite and twix chocolate.
Ps: it's so cold, even the conifer trees loose their leaves!
"Let's get it on."
The day is off to a smooth start and we ready to catch breakfast before seeing to town.
Versi and the Louve are on the cards today.
Last day of the year, whoop whoop!
This is the bottle of wine I've decided to drink tonight.
It's a 2009 merlot. Preferably drunk at 18 degrees, it is yum!!
Nobody else seems to want any and it can't stay open too long, that only leaves one option.
Oh, it cost 2€30 and it's 375ml. Cheap and good!
Somewhat different day it was. No sunrise flight, no rush, just breakfast next to the grumpy frenchman at reception.
We made it quick to max the amount of sleep and get the next train to Caen.
Caen was the host to the D-Day beaches memorial museum. (Actually an entire museum on WW2) Taking most of the day to get through we missed the opportunity to get to one of the beaches to view the canons and American memorial.
Good news; our Eurail pass has allowed us 1st class seating on the train from Caen to Paris and return! Whoop whoop! Luxury for 4 hours of the day.
Entertainment for the day was the drugged up hobo who decided to take a pee at the bus stop. Not only on the floor but up on the advertising board. Yes and then proceeded to put his pants back on while having a DMC with himself. -DMC: deep meaningful conversation.-
Motivation level for the day on a scale of 1-10: 2. Must be the day 3 effect, although I thought it was yesterday.
On our way back to the hotel in 1st class. Not sure what our deal is for the evening. Beer is first priority.